actually wound up talking with the guy. he gave me his card. he asked me if what i was typing into my treo was work and like a jackass i said "no... actually i was writing on my website" and wound up telling him the name of it.
yadda yadda yadda, he handed me his card... and got off at the same station as i. (he takes the 6:55am into the city. i *try* to take the 7:20)
i am gonna guess he's about 8 years younger than me at least... i could be wrong though.
