charlotte

Last week the assignment editor came into my edit bay, while I was slamming a story together for the 5pm newscast. He said, “What’s your number? I Have a call for you.” I begged him t take a message, and minute later he came back with an odd look on his face, “Umm…you’re supposed to call Lensliner’s father.” At this point, I still had to concentrate on my work, but was keep thinking about what on Earth this phone call was gonna be about.

I eventually got a hold of Dick, and he explained that he and Stewart (aka “Lenslinger”) were gonna be in the Charlotte area and wanted to see if I’d be interested in meeting up for dinner and drinks with some fellow photog bloggers.

So last night I cruised up to Charlotte and hung out with Lenslinger, his father Dick, Adam and Colonel Corn. We talked a lot of shop. Drank a lot of drinks. And had an all-around swell time actually talking in person, rather than having one line conversations in each other blog comments.

And here’s another guy who had a really fun evening. We stumbled across him, passed out and mysteriously propped up against a spare SUV tire.

And Corn couldn’t resist turning it into a nice photo opportunity.