G, strangest thing! Was at restaurant at 12:10. Looked for someone with Garth statue...nope..just strange looks in return. To crowded waited at gate. OK, here he is, so I call out, not remembering you 1st name "G"...Garth looking dude comes up I say hi I'm Steve...shake hands with puzzled looking guy...you know Fish Jesus...Oh he says...still confused. We BS a little and somethings not quite right. So I come out with, hey how bout that pickling recipe and he comes back with oh I only smoke my fish...huh? Then I say how was your drive from up north...huh? I live in Edgewood...now I'm confused. Matt as he was called continued to share a few stories about sledding and rifle hunting. After getting in the gate he peeled off and saw him one other time neither of us acknowledging one another. So I'm thinking later, there is an outside chance that maybe I wasn't quite what G-man envisioned, such is life. I figured that the only way to not look
CRUNCHY was to wait for the real G-man to log something either good or bad or asking what happened to me. If you weren't the confused Garth clone that I spoke to then that look must be in!
Large belt buckle, molded oilskin ball cap, cope and a face that looked close enough to me.

So lets get this right G you are not the guy I spoke with for 20 min.? I need verification as I am dazed and confused.
Thanks!

FJ...out.