Note from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle Finder:
It’s been some time since we’ve featured a message from “the last frontier” of Alaska and as I had this golden-oldie hit by Paul Davis running through my head (thank you Pandora?) it seemed like a good idea at the time. Apologies to those folks who remember incessantly listening to this one back in 1977.
Maybe It Was From Giving Blood, But You Made My Knees Weak…
Missed Connections in Anchorage, AK
We chatted this afternoon when I came in to give blood. You said you were a mover and a shaker when I asked if you had any plans tonight. You are absolutely gorgeous, I wish I hadn’t been so shy. I can’t believe I’m actually posting this, but I can’t remember the last time someone struck me like that. I know it’s a long shot, but if you do read these, I’d love to continue chatting some time with you.