Are you telling the partygoers that they should express hatred here, in the thread designated for the expression of hatred on the part of those who did not attend, or are you adverting for the benefit of the partygoers to the presence of hatred directed their way?
Either way, you're doing a bad job.
If people started hating on ben, how would we know?
We will bask warmly in the dark glow of your hate.
Maybe next time the rest of you people will do the smart thing and abandon your families over the holidays in favor of drinking and making out with your imaginary friends. Don't blame us for figuring this out first.
Can the partygoers engage in jealousy-fueled hating on the flophouse residents in this thread, or is it partygoer-directed hate only?
In fact, fuck all the DC residents. God, Palo Alto sucks.
jealousy-fueled hating on the flophouse residents
I dunno, man. Rats.
I hate the partygoers but in a mild-mannered sort of way.
A friend of mine has 6-year old twin daughters. They go to a slumber party and one gets scared and calls home. Mom picks her up.
In the morning, the homebody twin and Mom go to pick up the outgoing twin. The outgoing twin says blithely to her sister, "I'm not going to tell you what we did last night, because you would be SO, SO jealous. It's better if I just don't tell you."
I feel like the home-bound twin.
The troops do not regard "Fucking the troops" as hostile. Until The Man got wise, single Portland ladies were signing up for the "Adopt-a-Sailor" program when ships came to Portland during the Rose Festival. It was supposed to be patriotism and Mom's apple pie, but it was much better.
In the scenario in 17, I identify with Mom.
I'm just a lurker, but here's how I felt reading about all that partying.
Look, I've said this elsewhere, but I'll say it again: Totally worth hundreds of dollars, sleeping on couches, time away from my wife and child, precious vacation time, and not one but two hangovers. That was the shit.
Fuck you, Chopper, this is the hate thread.
This is not the rub-it-in-our-faces thread. This is the sour grapes thread. I didn't want to be away from your wife and child anyway.
23: I'm just saying. Going was the only right choice. You'll know better for next time, won't you?
Going was the only right choice.
Do you now, or have you ever done, creative work for the FLOMAX account?
Let them have their sour grapes.
I'm just really worried that all of this reveling in the awesomeness of UnfoggeDCon is going to mean that the next time there is some kind of event, people's expectations will be SO HIGH that everyone will be disappointed and depressed.
Fuck you, everyone. On the day my building became 100 years old the furnace unlit itself again. I certainly have no idea how to light a furnace.
Right! You guys will go around singing Glory Days ad infinitum. Once you peak, everything else pales in comparison.
Whereas I've set my bar low, and I'm humming Don't Stop Thinking About Tomorrow.
time away from my wife
Oh, don't worry.
She was not alone.
Brilliant, Becks. They're totally buying it. No one suspects a thing.
Once you peak, everything else pales in comparison.
Oh, there's still a way to go. The previous Flophouse tenants had a party so awesome it caved in the ceiling.
Also, everyone who did not go to the party is a big fag, in stark contrast to those who did go to the party, who are a dizzying array of knuckle-dragging protohominids, human-vagina hybrids, sperm burpers, dorki malorki, cream-faced loons, faulty reasoners, mollycoddles, poltroons, topiary-haired inanities, bitch-ass punks, bourgeois sectarian douchebags, pendulous-breasted Mennonite wet nurses, and popinjays of the first water. My data currently makes no sense and may be the result of a bacterial contamination.
Faulty reasoners? Popinjays? Really?
Not just faulty reasoners and popinjays but macaronic coxcombs, vestigial Amaranths, and purulent bubo-eaters.
human-vagina hybrids
This merits further explanation.
Ok, those of you in on the joke can stop now- the rest of us know there wasn't really a party and it's just a fun little game you're playing pretending there was one. Eventually someone will contradict someone else about what happened and who slept with whom, although it will just be blamed on drunkeness.
You can also stop linking to these pictures of random people at a party.
Also, Arians, Arminians, Anabaptists, Antinomians, Brownists, Donatists, Epicurians, Eutychians, Erastians, Familists, Jesuits, Independents, Libertines, Manicheans, Pelagians, Papists, Quakers, Socinians, Sabellians, Sceptics, Vaninians, etc.
Visigoths! Querulent potrzebies!
Also, Alemanni, Bastarnae, Bavarii, Burgundians, Chauci, Cherusci, Cimbri, Franks, Gepids, Goths, Ostrogoths, Visigoths, Hermanduri, Heruli, Ingvaeones, Irminones, Istvaeones, Lombards, Marcomanni, Quadi, Rugians, Saxons, Sciri, Sennones, Suevi, Teutons, Thuringii, Ubii, Vandals, and Warni.
Petchenegs, Khazars, Kimeks, Comans, Kanglis, Kipchaks, Avars, Mordvins, Mingrelians, and Lobofilhos.
You forgot asskickers, shitkickers and Methodists.
Also, is Faulty Reasoner any relation to Harry?
Somehow, 42 sounds like a Gilbert and Sullivan song...
I hate anyone who was doing anything other than sitting on their couch and wheezing this weekend. I hate the DC people and the m-fun people and I hate Palo Alto, too, just on principle.
Hate. HAAAAAATE.
Caved the ceiling? Really?
Speaking of which, what's the story on the Austin meat-up, heebie-geebie? I can't vouch for me, but I'm told that my girlfriend is very pleasant company.
Caved the ceiling? Really?
Speaking of those plywood ceilings and floorings, you really should paint them brick-red. I wasn't kidding about that.
I thought we agreed on oxblood, JM.
But I looooove the blue! And this is said as someone all for dubiously deciding to color things red.
Oxblood is a good color but an even better name for a color, so provisionally, I'd say yes to that.
In all seriousness, Becks, I think you'd enjoy a richer color on those floors. And when will you ever have so good an opportunity to slop paint all over your living room?
I see a red floor and I want to paint it black.
Curse you all. I wish I could have been there.
48: So nice I'll even pass on the low-hanging fruit.
Come on, Armsmasher. Would M/lls show you any mercy? Go for the kill!
Also, I don't want to catch kraabs.
What, no Etruscans?
I was going for "list of barbarians." Do Etruscans count as barbarians?
54: We may not be able to top UnfoggeDCon, but I think we need to work hard on our next New England meetup.
This is what happens when everyone you know already has a ninja-themed webpage.
Too bad I was away that whole period. Make sure you choose DC again sometime, as it will make it easier for me to vengefully plot your deaths. While sobbing.
The finest picture in the set is definitely this one. Even without the title, which is quite humorous, such a nice picture on its own. It makes me think of the second song on this page.
(he can feel his, sinews harden.)
How the fuck can I have forgotten that song when people were nominating theme songs for Unfogged? That one is the correct answer.
DC is unfair to those of us in Japan. Next year it should be midway between the two places: Greece, or on a raft somewhere in the Pacific ocean.
from whence will the raft be launched?
Next party is on the west coast. My place, where there's plenty of room to sleep over. *And* we still have stakes to raise: there must be actual public sex.
Do Etruscans count as barbarians?
No.
actual public sex
Does making tongue babies count?
59: Word. And this time, not only will Brock find the meetup, he'll have actual public sex.
solecistic
Y'mean like the druids?
41 -- Querulous + Purulent = Querulent
I have photos that might rival the photo linked in 62, but I do not know how to graft Khomenei's face onto Labs's.
Speaking of the photo linked in 62 -- who is the man standing next to young w-lfs-n? He looks so familiar but I cannot place him. Is it Berubé*? I totally get the impression he is going to play an important role in w-lfs-n's coming of age.
I knew not that Hilzoy would be there, neither that Berubé would. If they were both there I'm gonna be so pissed off. Being as they are my two bloggy idols and all.
(Think of the second paragraph in 79 as a footnote to the asterisk in the first.)
Is it Bérubé, asks the clown doctor? I ask him in response—is it not Bérubé's face that he sees surmounting that powerful body?
DC is unfair to those of us in Japan
Alameida came all the way from Singapore, dude. Nut up already.
Bérubé was not physically there, but Jim Henley was. Which was more exciting to me.
So you're saying that's not the Khomeini that Chopper is feeling up?
Yeah. 84 makes me pissed off too.
Feel the hatred, dudes. Hatred and lust.
Or does he imagine that faces can become detached from bodies, as spirits are said to do at night, and wander far from their accustomed haunts, until by the attraction of a nearby pineal gland vibrating on a sympathetic frequency they near and nearer, finally becoming immanent upon, some new and unsuspecting host? Though indeed we never witness these curious transitory ora, perhaps (imagines the good æsthesiologist) we can capture them—we have the technology—using specially contrived rooms and decoctions of silver halide, and reveal their presence at second hand, and in this wise we can understand how it is that, though Bérubé was not indeed present bodily, he was present photographically and facially.
...So you're saying Chopper had a calcite lens on his camera?
Hey check it out! Top Google hit for "hatred and lust".
One of the worst types of hauntings is fearsome heads.
What should I do with an OGG file?
You can get one here, the top google result for "ogg".
Henley was indeed there and is a super-nice fellow.
He keeps pretending that he knows and respects my handle from somewhere. Very kind, indeed.
Henley AND Mrs. Offerings. Very nice and interesting people. How could we refuse them?
I found it striking that Henley was wearing sneakers with his dressy clothes. It was a good look for him.
I didn't talk to him for long, but he was a very pleasant fellow.
Mr. Henley looked very fit. That really shouldn't have surprised me, given that he posts frequently about his running regimen, but his gleaming with healthfulness struck me anyway.
I remember Henley's sneakers! Also that he was down in the basement while Becks was kicking body-armor-beclad Spackerman. I think. He was cool.
To get back to the hatin', and to revive a dormant thread, the party pictures I've seen make me think that the proper theme song for Unfogged has to be "Nerdy Boys" by Candypants. You can stream it here, if you scroll down and kill the annoying video of those kids screaming about their Nintendo first.
See, I was thinking, now that DouchebagsWithHotChicks is gone, we could just get the domain and put the party pictures there.
78--JM, I used Photoshop. I suspect that trying to walk you though the process of finding a free program (maybe Gimp?), figuring out how to do the same thing in Gimp, and then teaching you how to do it in Gimp, would wind up being much more complicated than simply telling you to e-mail lowish (under 2 megs or so) resolution photos to me, and I will drop the head of your choosing onto Labs and mail them back to you for posting.
the proper theme song for Unfogged has to be "Nerdy Boys" by Candypants.
Sexist.
106: Am I missing a joke? Or does word order matter?
I'll be damned. I guess it isn't gone.
Sounds fair, Chopper. For this to work, though, I'm-a gonna need your email address.
Uh, I sent them to the seekrit Chopper address listed as the contact on your Flickr page. It's a yahoo address?
*And* we still have stakes to raise: there must be actual public sex.
This smacks far too much of: a Big Plan! To do Something!
West-Coasters: coercive nazis, the lot of 'em (despite all assertions to the contrary).
Dude, I'm not going to have a public sex *theme* party. I just mean, in terms of "it couldn't possibly get better," that things can always be, if not better, as enjoyable in different ways.
118: What kind of bitchitude is that sort of rational, patient explanation supposed to be?
Which reminds me, shouldn't there be a New Year's Resolutions thread?
NY resolutions suck.
How's that for bitchy?
How's that for bitchy?
I really shouldn't say, it's only January 3rd.
Which reminds me, shouldn't there be a New Year's Resolutions thread?
Mine was to drink more slivovitz.
It's going well so far.
I've made a subsidiary resolution that when the current bottle is killed I'll replace it with some barack palinka.
Alameida came all the way from Singapore, dude. Nut up already.
Wow, much respect. Okay, next year, you're on.
116: I'll check it tonight. They make you sign up for a yahoo account these days to sign up for Flickr.