Dear Sir

nm

Welcome back.

Don't you have a fantasy to concoct somewhere?

Have a sad little day.

You are welcome here, though I'll choose an amazing day. If anything about this thread triggers you, please feel no obligation to visit. I'll miss your profound insights, but your emotional well-being is more important. Please, take care of yourself ❤.

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This post is your best so far. It allows the reader freedom to interpret. To me, the period represents how much can simultaneously happen at one moment.

 

It certainly is. And yet it has more substance and credibility than entries about meeting Neil Peart. :P

With one difference: I met Neil.

But you didn't!

Except for the time I did. :)

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This post is your best so far. It allows the reader freedom to interpret. To me, the period represents how much can simultaneously happen at one moment.

 

It certainly is. And yet it has more substance and credibility than entries about meeting Neil Peart. :P

With one difference: I met Neil.

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This post is your best so far. It allows the reader freedom to interpret. To me, the period represents how much can simultaneously happen at one moment.

Alright I'm back. My phone is charged at 33%. As I was saying it was 1974 we caught each others eyes while walking in North Hudson Park otherwise known as El Parque L’Ochenta. ​We spoke, we laughed, we sat beneath a tree by the lake where we made love until interrupted by a duck wanting some bread. I asked, "will I ever see you again"? She placed her finger to my lips, shhhhh. She said she'd meet me the following Tuesday morning at the Journal Square PATH station for a day in the village. I waited till 2:00pm, she never showed up.

Any chance whatsoever it wasn't a duck? The rest is plausible, especially the parts about her essentially telling you to "shut it" and avoiding all futre contact with you. Also, was she much taller than you expected?

 

:)

It could have been a goose, 1974 was such a long time ago.

 

Taller than I expected? No, like I said when my phone was at 8% we first met at a bar in Hoboken. That was a couple of days before the park. She took me back to her place after a few Manhattans. She put some REO on the turn-table then we had some tantric sex. I took a picture of her before she tossed me out of her Jersey City apartment at 4:45 am.

Now, that's classic beauty. Canada goose, by chance? If so, it would have wanted doughnuts, not bread. Understand, I'm not challenging your story, but how did that lighting appear at that time of day? Was it glowing NJ swamp gas? Also, since about 1985, I thought everyone agreed not to mention REO, even if referring to their respectable previous work.

Alright I'm back. My phone is charged at 33%. As I was saying it was 1974 we caught each others eyes while walking in North Hudson Park otherwise known as El Parque L’Ochenta. ​We spoke, we laughed, we sat beneath a tree by the lake where we made love until interrupted by a duck wanting some bread. I asked, "will I ever see you again"? She placed her finger to my lips, shhhhh. She said she'd meet me the following Tuesday morning at the Journal Square PATH station for a day in the village. I waited till 2:00pm, she never showed up.

Any chance whatsoever it wasn't a duck? The rest is plausible, especially the parts about her essentially telling you to "shut it" and avoiding all futre contact with you. Also, was she much taller than you expected?

 

:)

This was during the Power Windows tour...or maybe Presto...or maybe Counterparts....but definitely somewhere in there...

 

I was pumping gas and she pulled up to the pump next to me on her red BMW motorcycle. I thought it might be her, but I wanted to be careful knowing how she avoids the general public and her psychotic fans. Her riding partner pulled up next to her and starting pumping gas in her motorcycle. When he finished both motorcycles, she told him to go in and get some beef jerky, ding dongs and an orange crush (she pointed out 'this time...glass bottle only you nitwit!' or something to the affect). As her partner went in the store that was my chance to make my awkward introduction. So I approached and said 'so...guess you like orange crush huh? that's my favorite as well'. She starred me down for what seemed like an eternity and then dryly said 'ironic'. She then put her helmet back on and turned her back to me. Feeling the instant chemistry I remarked 'well guess I'll be doing now, have a nice day'. She got on her bike and gave a quick wave with her back to me.

 

My life has never been the same since then.

 

Impossible; she didn't start riding the red BMW until the Test For Echo tour.

she might have rented and/or stolen it.

I want to start a thread identifying things not to mock. Here are some starters:

 

Dwight: Small nose

 

Meredith: Sex with terrorist

 

Dear Sir: Met Neil Peart

 

Michael: Fell in koi pond

 

 

Cool fan fiction, bro.

Prove your assertion. I know what happened and have witnesses.

I believe you are under a grave misapprehension about who you think you saw but are arrogant enough not to admit that you could be wrong, which you most certainly are. The dates alone quite clearly show that without a doubt it wasn't Neil and I don't understand how anyone who knows the facts would take your story seriously, it just isn't possible! Have a nice life anyway!

A grave misapprehension, you say? That's an interesting if meaningless charge.

 

I have two eyewitnesses, one of whom got his autograph before I arrived.

 

14 pages in and now witnesses have been added to the story?!

Interesting, right? If this were a legal trial, it's equivalent to Melisa Tomei explaining the tire tracks in My Cousin Vinny. I'll grant she's marginally hotter than I am.

 

Not exactly. In that scene, she wasn't being cross-examined with her own prior statements, she was providing an expert opinion on the forensics. Here it would be more like this:

 

You started this thread on July 9, 2020, correct?

 

You would agree with me that prior to August 2, 2020, after 15 pages and 281 posts were made on this topic, you had never mentioned any eyewitnesses including one who actually got Mr. Peart's autograph, did you?

 

Did you not think that would have been supportive of your story earlier, or did you not think to add that fact to your story until August 2?

 

Maybe more like that.

Direct your questions to the witnesses, or I'll hold you in contempt. Do your homework before trial, counselor. And put your pants back on!

 

In your scenario, aren't you the witness?

I meant the two other witnesses. But kidding aside, are you actually an attorney? You sound like you could be, seriously. To answer your original question to some degree, I think I did mention the others before without calling them witnesses, but I honestly don't remember. One was the attendant, who a few days later jumped on my back about blowing "the chance of a lifetime." The other was a guy from another high school. It's a small town, but I'd have to dig to remember his name. And truly, my goal initially was not to persuade others to believe me but to discover if anyone had read the story elsewhere and could point me to the source. After posting a few portions, some people seemed interested, so I shared more to offer a tiny bit of insight into Neil's personality. Contrary to my perceptions back then of Neil being intensely serious, he struck me as remarkably upbeat and pretty quick to laugh. The attendant also thought he was quite handsome! I somehow concluded he "worked for" Rush as a roadie or some other role. It's an amazing memory, but I still feel sick to my stomach when I realize the attendant was right; I did blow a chance of a lifetime.

 

You didn't really miss it. You got to meet him. You just didn't get his autograph or a picture with him.

That is kind of you to say. My wife said the same. In fact, it's probably better I didn't recognize him because it allowed a fairly normal conversation.

I doubt the conversation was all that normal, with Peart being a bibliophile and you being such a famous author and all. He had to have been awestruck.

Haha, right! He was probably awestruck, but with disbelief and pity. If you mean the Borders book-signing, that was just goofing around to create a clearly unrealistic story. I'm not famous at all and haven't published even one book.

 

Well, that's disappointing. I was getting to the end of my summer reading list a little early this year and was looking forward to a little late summer whimsy.

 

I've got an idea, you have the titles already figured out, and you're clearly creative, so why don't you just flesh things out a bit and turn those germs of ideas into full length books. I mean, these days it's not really that hard to self publish, and with the fan base you've developed here and a little word of mouth, I don't think that the New York Times best seller list is THAT much of a stretch. We believe in you!!!

Gosh, I'm choked up. Thanks!

^{You stalked her?}

Cool fan fiction, bro.

Prove your assertion. I know what happened and have witnesses.

I believe you are under a grave misapprehension about who you think you saw but are arrogant enough not to admit that you could be wrong, which you most certainly are. The dates alone quite clearly show that without a doubt it wasn't Neil and I don't understand how anyone who knows the facts would take your story seriously, it just isn't possible! Have a nice life anyway!

A grave misapprehension, you say? That's an interesting if meaningless charge.

 

I have two eyewitnesses, one of whom got his autograph before I arrived.

 

14 pages in and now witnesses have been added to the story?!

Interesting, right? If this were a legal trial, it's equivalent to Melisa Tomei explaining the tire tracks in My Cousin Vinny. I'll grant she's marginally hotter than I am.

 

Not exactly. In that scene, she wasn't being cross-examined with her own prior statements, she was providing an expert opinion on the forensics. Here it would be more like this:

 

You started this thread on July 9, 2020, correct?

 

You would agree with me that prior to August 2, 2020, after 15 pages and 281 posts were made on this topic, you had never mentioned any eyewitnesses including one who actually got Mr. Peart's autograph, did you?

 

Did you not think that would have been supportive of your story earlier, or did you not think to add that fact to your story until August 2?

 

Maybe more like that.

Direct your questions to the witnesses, or I'll hold you in contempt. Do your homework before trial, counselor. And put your pants back on!

 

In your scenario, aren't you the witness?

I meant the two other witnesses. But kidding aside, are you actually an attorney? You sound like you could be, seriously. To answer your original question to some degree, I think I did mention the others before without calling them witnesses, but I honestly don't remember. One was the attendant, who a few days later jumped on my back about blowing "the chance of a lifetime." The other was a guy from another high school. It's a small town, but I'd have to dig to remember his name. And truly, my goal initially was not to persuade others to believe me but to discover if anyone had read the story elsewhere and could point me to the source. After posting a few portions, some people seemed interested, so I shared more to offer a tiny bit of insight into Neil's personality. Contrary to my perceptions back then of Neil being intensely serious, he struck me as remarkably upbeat and pretty quick to laugh. The attendant also thought he was quite handsome! I somehow concluded he "worked for" Rush as a roadie or some other role. It's an amazing memory, but I still feel sick to my stomach when I realize the attendant was right; I did blow a chance of a lifetime.

 

You didn't really miss it. You got to meet him. You just didn't get his autograph or a picture with him.

That is kind of you to say. My wife said the same. In fact, it's probably better I didn't recognize him because it allowed a fairly normal conversation.

I doubt the conversation was all that normal, with Peart being a bibliophile and you being such a famous author and all. He had to have been awestruck.

Haha, right! He was probably awestruck, but with disbelief and pity. If you mean the Borders book-signing, that was just goofing around to create a clearly unrealistic story. I'm not famous at all and haven't published even one book.

Cool fan fiction, bro.

Prove your assertion. I know what happened and have witnesses.

I believe you are under a grave misapprehension about who you think you saw but are arrogant enough not to admit that you could be wrong, which you most certainly are. The dates alone quite clearly show that without a doubt it wasn't Neil and I don't understand how anyone who knows the facts would take your story seriously, it just isn't possible! Have a nice life anyway!

A grave misapprehension, you say? That's an interesting if meaningless charge.

 

I have two eyewitnesses, one of whom got his autograph before I arrived.

 

14 pages in and now witnesses have been added to the story?!

Interesting, right? If this were a legal trial, it's equivalent to Melisa Tomei explaining the tire tracks in My Cousin Vinny. I'll grant she's marginally hotter than I am.

 

Not exactly. In that scene, she wasn't being cross-examined with her own prior statements, she was providing an expert opinion on the forensics. Here it would be more like this:

 

You started this thread on July 9, 2020, correct?

 

You would agree with me that prior to August 2, 2020, after 15 pages and 281 posts were made on this topic, you had never mentioned any eyewitnesses including one who actually got Mr. Peart's autograph, did you?

 

Did you not think that would have been supportive of your story earlier, or did you not think to add that fact to your story until August 2?

 

Maybe more like that.

Direct your questions to the witnesses, or I'll hold you in contempt. Do your homework before trial, counselor. And put your pants back on!

 

In your scenario, aren't you the witness?

I meant the two other witnesses. But kidding aside, are you actually an attorney? You sound like you could be, seriously. To answer your original question to some degree, I think I did mention the others before without calling them witnesses, but I honestly don't remember. One was the attendant, who a few days later jumped on my back about blowing "the chance of a lifetime." The other was a guy from another high school. It's a small town, but I'd have to dig to remember his name. And truly, my goal initially was not to persuade others to believe me but to discover if anyone had read the story elsewhere and could point me to the source. After posting a few portions, some people seemed interested, so I shared more to offer a tiny bit of insight into Neil's personality. Contrary to my perceptions back then of Neil being intensely serious, he struck me as remarkably upbeat and pretty quick to laugh. The attendant also thought he was quite handsome! I somehow concluded he "worked for" Rush as a roadie or some other role. It's an amazing memory, but I still feel sick to my stomach when I realize the attendant was right; I did blow a chance of a lifetime.

 

You didn't really miss it. You got to meet him. You just didn't get his autograph or a picture with him.

That is kind of you to say. My wife said the same. In fact, it's probably better I didn't recognize him because it allowed a fairly normal conversation.

I was checking out his BMW motorcycle when he approached me and asked, "Were you at the show the other night?" He put on his helmet before I could see him. Ok, 1% charge on phone...back later.

 

You mean his bicycle? He didn't ride motorcycles back in the 80s lol

That day, he rode a BMW motorcycle. But I realize it's hard to believe, especially because others have shown articles where Neil said he didn't ride until the 90s and bought his first cycle in the 90s. My only explanation is that he borrowed or rented it for a 3-day break Rush had between St. Paul and Michigan. But if he had no license, I doubt he could rent it, so must have borrowed it. I highly doubt he stole it!

Cool fan fiction, bro.

Prove your assertion. I know what happened and have witnesses.

I believe you are under a grave misapprehension about who you think you saw but are arrogant enough not to admit that you could be wrong, which you most certainly are. The dates alone quite clearly show that without a doubt it wasn't Neil and I don't understand how anyone who knows the facts would take your story seriously, it just isn't possible! Have a nice life anyway!

A grave misapprehension, you say? That's an interesting if meaningless charge.

 

I have two eyewitnesses, one of whom got his autograph before I arrived.

 

14 pages in and now witnesses have been added to the story?!

Interesting, right? If this were a legal trial, it's equivalent to Melisa Tomei explaining the tire tracks in My Cousin Vinny. I'll grant she's marginally hotter than I am.

 

Not exactly. In that scene, she wasn't being cross-examined with her own prior statements, she was providing an expert opinion on the forensics. Here it would be more like this:

 

You started this thread on July 9, 2020, correct?

 

You would agree with me that prior to August 2, 2020, after 15 pages and 281 posts were made on this topic, you had never mentioned any eyewitnesses including one who actually got Mr. Peart's autograph, did you?

 

Did you not think that would have been supportive of your story earlier, or did you not think to add that fact to your story until August 2?

 

Maybe more like that.

Direct your questions to the witnesses, or I'll hold you in contempt. Do your homework before trial, counselor. And put your pants back on!

 

In your scenario, aren't you the witness?

I meant the two other witnesses. But kidding aside, are you actually an attorney? You sound like you could be, seriously. To answer your original question to some degree, I think I did mention the others before without calling them witnesses, but I honestly don't remember. One was the attendant, who a few days later jumped on my back about blowing "the chance of a lifetime." The other was a guy from another high school. It's a small town, but I'd have to dig to remember his name. And truly, my goal initially was not to persuade others to believe me but to discover if anyone had read the story elsewhere and could point me to the source. After posting a few portions, some people seemed interested, so I shared more to offer a tiny bit of insight into Neil's personality. Contrary to my perceptions back then of Neil being intensely serious, he struck me as remarkably upbeat and pretty quick to laugh. The attendant also thought he was quite handsome! I somehow concluded he "worked for" Rush as a roadie or some other role. It's an amazing memory, but I still feel sick to my stomach when I realize the attendant was right; I did blow a chance of a lifetime.

Cool fan fiction, bro.

Prove your assertion. I know what happened and have witnesses.

I believe you are under a grave misapprehension about who you think you saw but are arrogant enough not to admit that you could be wrong, which you most certainly are. The dates alone quite clearly show that without a doubt it wasn't Neil and I don't understand how anyone who knows the facts would take your story seriously, it just isn't possible! Have a nice life anyway!

A grave misapprehension, you say? That's an interesting if meaningless charge.

 

I have two eyewitnesses, one of whom got his autograph before I arrived.

 

14 pages in and now witnesses have been added to the story?!

Interesting, right? If this were a legal trial, it's equivalent to Melisa Tomei explaining the tire tracks in My Cousin Vinny. I'll grant she's marginally hotter than I am.

 

Maybe not now, but she was way hot when she and I had dinner together.

Good for you! Last I saw of her was on The Office. She was still stunning to me.

 

Marisa Tomei wasn't in the The Office. I can see how you'd misremember her being in it, though.

Haha, I think you're right about her now that I searched online.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.......................................

Is that a little motorcycle?

Is that a little brain that thought that up?

Sorry, no offense intended.

The full scene...

 

http://youtu.be/7P-f-nzOTV4

Darn, it won't play for me.

Cool fan fiction, bro.

Prove your assertion. I know what happened and have witnesses.

I believe you are under a grave misapprehension about who you think you saw but are arrogant enough not to admit that you could be wrong, which you most certainly are. The dates alone quite clearly show that without a doubt it wasn't Neil and I don't understand how anyone who knows the facts would take your story seriously, it just isn't possible! Have a nice life anyway!

A grave misapprehension, you say? That's an interesting if meaningless charge.

 

I have two eyewitnesses, one of whom got his autograph before I arrived.

 

14 pages in and now witnesses have been added to the story?!

Interesting, right? If this were a legal trial, it's equivalent to Melisa Tomei explaining the tire tracks in My Cousin Vinny. I'll grant she's marginally hotter than I am.

 

Not exactly. In that scene, she wasn't being cross-examined with her own prior statements, she was providing an expert opinion on the forensics. Here it would be more like this:

 

You started this thread on July 9, 2020, correct?

 

You would agree with me that prior to August 2, 2020, after 15 pages and 281 posts were made on this topic, you had never mentioned any eyewitnesses including one who actually got Mr. Peart's autograph, did you?

 

Did you not think that would have been supportive of your story earlier, or did you not think to add that fact to your story until August 2?

 

Maybe more like that.

Direct your questions to the witnesses, or I'll hold you in contempt. Do your homework before trial, counselor. And put your pants back on!

Cool fan fiction, bro.

Prove your assertion. I know what happened and have witnesses.

I believe you are under a grave misapprehension about who you think you saw but are arrogant enough not to admit that you could be wrong, which you most certainly are. The dates alone quite clearly show that without a doubt it wasn't Neil and I don't understand how anyone who knows the facts would take your story seriously, it just isn't possible! Have a nice life anyway!

A grave misapprehension, you say? That's an interesting if meaningless charge.

 

I have two eyewitnesses, one of whom got his autograph before I arrived.

 

14 pages in and now witnesses have been added to the story?!

Interesting, right? If this were a legal trial, it's equivalent to Melisa Tomei explaining the tire tracks in My Cousin Vinny. I'll grant she's marginally hotter than I am.

 

As I said pages ago, you should have quit while you were head. Each new embellishment digs a deeper hole.

 

He was a head? :P

People often confuse me with Brian Welch.

Cool fan fiction, bro.

Prove your assertion. I know what happened and have witnesses.

I believe you are under a grave misapprehension about who you think you saw but are arrogant enough not to admit that you could be wrong, which you most certainly are. The dates alone quite clearly show that without a doubt it wasn't Neil and I don't understand how anyone who knows the facts would take your story seriously, it just isn't possible! Have a nice life anyway!

A grave misapprehension, you say? That's an interesting if meaningless charge.

 

I have two eyewitnesses, one of whom got his autograph before I arrived.

 

14 pages in and now witnesses have been added to the story?!

Interesting, right? If this were a legal trial, it's equivalent to Melisa Tomei explaining the tire tracks in My Cousin Vinny. I'll grant she's marginally hotter than I am.

 

Maybe not now, but she was way hot when she and I had dinner together.

Good for you! Last I saw of her was on The Office. She was still stunning to me.

Cool fan fiction, bro.

Prove your assertion. I know what happened and have witnesses.

I believe you are under a grave misapprehension about who you think you saw but are arrogant enough not to admit that you could be wrong, which you most certainly are. The dates alone quite clearly show that without a doubt it wasn't Neil and I don't understand how anyone who knows the facts would take your story seriously, it just isn't possible! Have a nice life anyway!

A grave misapprehension, you say? That's an interesting if meaningless charge.

 

I have two eyewitnesses, one of whom got his autograph before I arrived.

 

14 pages in and now witnesses have been added to the story?!

Interesting, right? If this were a legal trial, it's equivalent to Melisa Tomei explaining the tire tracks in My Cousin Vinny. I'll grant she's marginally hotter than I am.

 

Not exactly. In that scene, she wasn't being cross-examined with her own prior statements, she was providing an expert opinion on the forensics. Here it would be more like this:

 

You started this thread on July 9, 2020, correct?

 

You would agree with me that prior to August 2, 2020, after 15 pages and 281 posts were made on this topic, you had never mentioned any eyewitnesses including one who actually got Mr. Peart's autograph, did you?

 

Did you not think that would have been supportive of your story earlier, or did you not think to add that fact to your story until August 2?

 

Maybe more like that.

Alas, it's not a trial. But if it were, I'd win.

 

Cool fan fiction, bro.

Prove your assertion. I know what happened and have witnesses.

I believe you are under a grave misapprehension about who you think you saw but are arrogant enough not to admit that you could be wrong, which you most certainly are. The dates alone quite clearly show that without a doubt it wasn't Neil and I don't understand how anyone who knows the facts would take your story seriously, it just isn't possible! Have a nice life anyway!

A grave misapprehension, you say? That's an interesting if meaningless charge.

 

I have two eyewitnesses, one of whom got his autograph before I arrived.

 

14 pages in and now witnesses have been added to the story?!

Interesting, right? If this were a legal trial, it's equivalent to Melisa Tomei explaining the tire tracks in My Cousin Vinny. I'll grant she's marginally hotter than I am.

 

As I said pages ago, you should have quit while you were ahead. Each new embellishment digs a deeper hole.

Yet here you are again, because deep down you think it might be true...because it is true.