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It may have some connection from my recent family vacation to Khalifornia where one day we drove up to the mountains and had lunch in the town of Big Bear. What I remember is sitting in a doctor's office waiting room where seated behind a desk with a computer was Marc Johnson. He was asking me basic info questions like you would when you fill out insurance paperwork at any doctor visit. After a couple minutes, he leaned over the desk a bit to get a better look at me and at that point noticed the clothes I was wearing. He ask me if I skateboarded. I said yeah, and you're Marc Johnson. He then stood up from the desk...walked around and stood there with me as we carried on a regular conversation about skateboarding as if we had all the time in the world. It was great.
Then I woke up.
Thanks for the chat MJ.
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