Pompous pedantic curmudgeon online, pompous pedantic curmudgeon in the flesh; that's me.
One thing about meeting 'Catters in the real world is that, having known them from their postings, a lot of the initial gaucheness and awkwardness is already out of the way and there's a feeling that you know them already.
And another good thing about an online folk club (speaking as someone who doesn't use PalTalk - I must get around to rigging one of the Macs to use it one day...) is that in cyberspace no-one knows how badly I sing!
Mind you, I got a shock when I realised that Liz the Squeak was actually a 6ft 4in prop forward with a bushy moustache and a duelling scar, and that Micca was a dead ringer for Julie Andrews... :^)