My ears were burning at 7th and Montana this morning as I walked in the door just in time to catch the tail end of a conversation about my blog. The baristas seemed to be spilling the beans to the couple standing in line in front of me. "He's always taking pictures for the blog," said Barista David, cheerfully, "You've probably been in the blog without even knowing it!" "Really," said the husband, "A blog ...?" I couldn't restrain myself any longer. "Yoohoo," I said, whipping out my Spycam, "I'm right behind you!" It turns out that the couple -- Paul and Judy -- are moving to Arizona tomorrow to be near their family. I didn't recognize them, but apparently we had just crossed paths a few minutes earlier. "We almost hit you this morning when you were crossing the street," said Paul. And then it struck me: They were the nice couple who waved to me from their SUV at 7th and Georgina ... and Paul was kidding about almost hitting me. Bon Voyage, Paul and Judy ... I'm sorry we didn't meet sooner!