Courtney Patubo

Well, she’s my sister.

We spent a lazy Sunday wandering around his ‘hood and he made me breakfast for lunch!

I think we need to have a dinner party or something and get all this cooking energy outta our systems.

We had a play date to geek out on our PSPs!

He even let me borrow his copy of the Japanese Katamari Damacy before he even played it himself! What a pal.

I think it was at Webzine! We keep missing each other, we need to make it a point to go for coffee next time you’re around!

Jeff invited me to Old Pro in Palo Alto for dinner with Andy and friends, and Courtney happened to stop by too. Memorable quotes from Courtney that night include “I have a fan club” and “Girls are bitches.” ;p

I DON’T EVEN REMEMBER! When are we having coffee??

Courtney knows people I know, and I kept seeing her in pictures at events I ended up not going to. I’ve finally met her and can see why everyone likes her so much. :)

Courtney was the organizer of the South Bay Blogger Meetup group when I first showed up (and yes, I have my wife to thank for finding out about that group). I remember that day just like it was yesterday. It was snowing frogs, with mohawked unicorns brewing a strangely pungent mixture that they called fruitcake but actually bore closer resemblance to Italian architecture. Courtney, as she is often wont to do, parachuted from a Boeing AK-47 and executed a perfect 5-pointed star on the Hackensack walk of cauliflower. And then when she saw me for the first time, she turned to me and said, “You’re wearing your tourniquet inside-out.”

Hmm, come to think of it, my memory isn’t what it used to be. Anyhow, if that blogger meetup group was the only impact on my life Courtney ever had, I would still owe her an unrepayable debt. But I also got invited to her housewarming where I met a bunch of cool and talented people, and of course got to bask briefly in the glorious presence of the one-and-only Eris Stassi. So I think Courtney owns the rights to my soul by now (not that it’s worth that much, what with inflation and all—too bad there aren’t any hedge funds for souls).

We do miss her so in the lame wasteland that is the South Bay, but at least we can still vicariously get our Courtney fixes via our highly exclusive paid memberships in her Flickr fan club. Oh, and I did I mention that she is ridiculously hot? I know I tend to throw around those words a lot lately, but I actually mean it this time. Not to say that she’s the only one who’s ridiculously hot, because there’s obviously the hotness that is Natalie Portman. And Eris too, of course, but this ISN’T a story about Eris now, is it? Why the hell are you trying to distract me? What do you have against Courtney? For shame!

So where was I again? Something about helicopters, I think. Whatever, it couldn’t have been that important or they would’ve left a message.

Looks excellent in hat.