Hey, have I ever told you my actual six-degrees-of-separation from Stephen King? When I was 26, for about 8 months I dated a guy from Maine who, as a kid, had played Little League. One year, Matt was pitching for his team, and he accidentally clocked the batter with the baseball -- and the kid was Owen King. Matt said Owen's dad (who was there and came rushing over, since Owen was on the ground) was nice about it and not scary, and didn't in any way threaten his life because Matt had clobbered his son.
Why, yes, that was only tangentially related to anything.
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Date: 2007-06-16 04:39 am (UTC)Why, yes, that was only tangentially related to anything.