One of my friends stopped by and we had a beer and caught up on random news for an hour. Then he told me that just before coming over to my house, he met Keith Richards at an art gallery. Apparently the Rolling Stone's daughter had a piece in the exhibit, and my friend approached him and said hi. What I don't understand is how someone could meet Keith Richards, come over to my house, and then not tell me for a full hour. If I'd met him it would have been the first thing out of my mouth even if I was going to someone's funeral. Then today my girlfriend shared some news with me over IM. "Forgot to tell you, I met John Oates in the elevator yesterday." In this case, waiting a full day and breaking the news over IM is understandable.
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