How I met Alaina Browne
Near the back of Brgr on 7th Ave. Having read “A Full Belly” for some time now, I’d recognize her anywhere!
Near the back of Brgr on 7th Ave. Having read “A Full Belly” for some time now, I’d recognize her anywhere!
I serendiptitiously met Alaina while hanging out at the Mule offices with Mike this morning. They relayed a story about a person screaming, “get out of my party!”. That person wasn’t very nice, but Alaina sure is.
I used to have a set of triple disc earrings, but now I have only one.
Umm….
Alaina is the perfect person to drink Stella Artois with on the patio.
Though she grew up in a predominantly Pepsi-drinking region, she’s always felt drawn to Coke. And really, if you can’t relate to that, you have neither soul nor carbonation.
She inspired me to order pig salad the next time I went to South Park Cafe.
I saw a lady who looked a lot like Alaina at SXSW this year. I said to her “Excuse me. Are you Alaina?” “Yes,” she said.
I was gobsmacked to discover that she’d taken some classes in my home town (Adelaide) a while back.
Knowing where Adelaide is is enough to endear anyone to me. Living there for a bit is GOLD.
I suspect I may have met Rabble, or at least shared an elevator ride with him, since our offices are on the same floor of the same building.