I have a friend that I met on Myspace whose name is Dave. Dave and I go way back to like… to like Spring 2005 lol. He’s an American who moved to my hometown on this noble quest to help his grandparents, it’s truly an inspirational and great story. I’d tell you but I’ll just fast forward because I don’t feel like telling it. I’d narrate, you’d listen, you’d sigh and wipe a tear and then we’ll all hold hands and stop fighting for petroleum. So Dave and I met one day. We even did the whole lunch thing. It was nice.
He’s gone now. Moooved to California. Anyway, when I mentioned The Easy Vibe to him back in September, his immediate response was “Why would I want to see a series about you and your foreigner friend??” And yeah, of course, my heart sank. Our first critic. “One of many to come, surely” I told myself. I also thought that Dave was no longer a potential fan, but rather… a hater.
But since Alanis Morissette, a woman of incredible truth, has informed us and let us know that “life has a funny way” of doing things, I believe her. And furthermore I can’t help but see this theory as an infallible truth, and hope that you see it Alanis’ way as I show you, my pretties, the conversation that Dave and I just had [screen names have been edited to protect Dave and my safety].
FlavoredPez: ok so i’ve been secretly watching ur easyvibe youtube thingy
Regner: ah great.
Regner: please by all means.
Regner: shred it to pieces.
FlavoredPez: shred it?
Regner: yes yes. verbal whiplash.
Regner: crititques.
Regner: your review, by all means.
FlavoredPez: lol no whiplash…maybe get a better camera
Regner: and?
Regner: lol
FlavoredPez: thats it
Regner: that’s it?
FlavoredPez: yip
Regner: Ahem. Well california has done you good.
[It really HAS done him good. No hate mail or nuthin’. Although who knows? After this blog I’ll probably be getting a nice little comment from him. As fate would have it, he is probably also secretly reading “that webpage thing you have” and reads everything i say and write.]
FlavoredPez: the coconut prophetess cracked me up
Regner: We love her.
Regner: I text her :-)
FlavoredPez: lol
Regner: but we love rebecca even more.
FlavoredPez: haha rebecca
FlavoredPez: i sooo shoulda been in this i coulda played hte fat guy
Regner: no, no. that’s my part.
FlavoredPez: i thought u played the comical hipster?
Regner: i know that’s what I thought, but oz called me “the fat man” once.
Regner: it kinda hurt, kinda didn’t. you know?
[If you listen closely to the episode where oz and I go to Walgreen’s to get the hair dye, you can actually hear him insult me. The actual sentence is “The fat man’s at it again.” I resent that.]
FlavoredPez: only europeans would think ur fat haha
Regner: You are now my hero.
[I told you California did him good. Normally he’s not this nice nor sensitive to feelings…. or to the idea of life in general. He’s just… you know. He’s mean.]
FlavoredPez: if he thought u were fat he’d prolly call me jabba the but
Regner: Ok that’s not true. You’re not FAT.
FlavoredPez: ps ur undies cracked me up almost as much as the coconut lady
[’Almost’ being the operative word here. Nothing is as funny as The Coconut Prophet.]
Regner: psht you know they’re hot.
FlavoredPez: lol
Regner: what they are.
Regner: lol
Regner: they’re very European.
FlavoredPez: maybe too euro
Regner: Nonsense.
Regner: no such thing.
[There really isn’t.]
