Because we're going to be at the beach...
And even though BPhD assures us we shouldn't, we do fear the Ogged...
But Jupiter is very nice. Have a good time...
We won't all show up there. We almost promise.
Beach better than Ogged, admittedly. But don't worry, Brad, when you do manage to make it to a meetup, I'll protect you from O's vicious tongue. BY CUTTING IT OUT if necessary.
Y'all have a good time, hear. The rest of us will be rooting for you, and expect some urban legends to be generated, only to be debunked by Snopes after much effort.
Was there some talk of a later in the summer Bay Area meetup?
I'll be having my own meetup all by myself. So there.
(takes ball, goes home)
Was there some talk of a later in the summer Bay Area meetup?
Yeah, heebie was teasing about being in town later. Don't know the status there.
Heebie was talking about coming out for a visit in a couple of weeks. Not sure if that's still happening, though.
Heebie: all hat no chattel.
Fear of Ogged? That's weird. The man takes pains to be courteous, no?
Eat your hearts out, guys. Brad and me will be at the Fargo beach. The surf there is good this time of year.
The man takes pains to be courteous, no?
Maybe I love the noobs, after all.
Heebie: all hat no chattel.
s/b
Heebie: small ass no chattel.
Maybe I love the noobs, after all.
Someday maybe I'll discover what constitutes a noob. If it means maintaining innocence, I'll keep it.
Was there actually an L.A. meetup, or was that all talk? If not, want to have one?
21 -- it means he thinks you are n00bile.
The LA meetup, like most meetups, took place in Fargo.
Probably Bolinas... or some other beach town where dogs wander around off-leash, chase tennis balls in the water, and pee on people's beach-gear bags, and where the streets are filled with 60-year-old hippies in tie-dyed shirts with long white beards and glazed expressions.
I am convinced that the beards are fake, and that the hippies are senior partners at San Francisco law firms. Who else can afford to live in West Marin these days?
Where can I get a tie-dyed shirt with a long white beard and any kind of expression?
People who bought their little hippie shacks 30 years ago, I'm guessing. Either that or the houses I've been in in Bolinas were an extremely convincing front.
Who else can afford to live in West Marin these days?
Pot farmers.
I'll be having my own meetup all by myself. So there.
Cry, cry, meetup, cry.
Bolinas? if you're not from there, somebody will ask you your business.
Probably a good idea to hire a native guide.
You guys want to watch a campaign advertisement?
I've found Tennessee beach to be a bit more friendly, Brad. And your dog can still run around off-leash.
Anyone who'd accept the money would be run out of town.
Speaking of which, the Bolinas Border Patrol changed its name to Bolinas Community, so as to no longer offend Bolinas' whopping Latino population.
Maybe the big earthquake will hit in time and Utah and Arizona will be become the Bay Area, and I'll get to go.
When the big earthquake hits, everything to the east of the San Andreas fault will slide off into the Atlantic Ocean.
37. I'm fattening myself up in anticipation.
37: If the big earthquake hits, Superman will simply spin the world backward, thereby spinning time backward, and stop the nukes that start the earthquake.
I'm fattening myself up in anticipation.
You'll feed a crowd for days.
Great plan, Lex.
I'm not sure how it happened, but this was really funny.
Fear of Ogged?
No. Fear of an Ogged Planet.
(There's a meet-up in my pants right now, so nyah.)
ben took me for duck+fig sausage and cardomam ice cream today. i don't even NEED a meet up!
cardomam
Ben must be getting desperate.
it's not ben's fault i can't spell. it's the mission's.
Similarly, the mistranscriptions I perpetrated in the other thread are not my fault, but catherine's, for plying me with beer.
Look, I'm not going to lie to you. If you two have sex, I'm going to cry, and I don't think I'll be alone.
I, at least, have no particular interest in forestalling your tears, ogged.
49 was funnier before you edited it, ogged.
Jupiter is decent I suppose, but I predict all involved will end up at White Horse and enjoy themselves.
btw, not that anyone gives a shit, but I might be in town mid to late august. Dates not finalized, but partially adjustable.
52: What, not King's X? (Okay, it's a tiki bar now, but you get my point...)
King's X is a tiki bar??? You step away for five years and catastrophe eats everything. How the mighty have fallen. Does the Kerry House still let you smoke upstairs?
woo white horse! also, w00t to having the internet, which I do, AOTW. did anything happen on the internet while I was gone?
If you two have sex, I'm going to cry, and I don't think I'll be alone.
Nope. I feel a creeping nausea I haven't felt since childhood.
Go to it Lobofilho! Get it on, Catherine! Break those motherfuckers! Fuck your brains out!
catherine, don't put out until he buys you some of the macapuno ice cream at Tucker's.
I have this sinking feeling that the majority of our commenters are now thinking, in sadness and anger, "wait, I thought duck+fig sausage was our special treat! Damn that pimpish--yet irresistable-- w-lfs-n!"
Except spelled as "irresistible," because we've all internalized w-lfs-nism that way.
Wait, catherine is in town? I'm so confused.
In town and coming to the meetup, as I understand.
Ah, this is not referring to THE Bay aka the Chesapeake Bay. I guess I won't be there then.
we've all internalized w-lfs-n...
My worst fears have come to pass. And here I thought he was a bottom.
I hope that Lobofilho and Catherine are happy together, but mostly I want to see Tim, Ogged, and FL confronted with the horrible emptiness of their own lives.
I do confess that, while I don't think that it will actually play out that way, I would indeed be willing to sacrifice Lobofilho and Catherine in the pursuit of that goal. Omelettes, you know.
Better the omelette you know, than the scramble you don't.
I hope that Lobofilho and Catherine are happy together, but mostly I want to see Tim, Ogged, and FL confronted with the horrible emptiness of their own lives.
Surely we can trade: w-lfs-n's enforced chastity for some sort of joint admission.
Yeah, I'm with Tim: I'm confronted by the horrible emptiness of my own life every morning anyway; why not use it to block w-lfs-n?
Wait, life isn't supposed to be empty?
That's a commitment from two of three. One more and we can use Emerson's relationship plenary powers to enjoin catherine from enjoying w-lfs-n. If Ben gets laid, it's ogged's fault.
Cross post. Do your magic, Emerson.
w-lfs-n and Catherine are exempt from the non-relationship imperative to whatever extent is necessary for the purpose of crushing FL"s, Ogged's, and Tim's hopes and dreams. They have the special wartime 007 license to relate.
There is considerable overlap between "creepy" and the ideal Unfogged thread.
B, I was just wondering when you'd show up, but I expected that you'd criticize us for failing to respect catherine's autonomy.
So cockblocking w-lfs-n is fun, but trying to destroy FL's hopes and dreams is creepy? I question FL's objectivity.
How could anyone pass up the opportunity to skewer you, Ogged, Tim, *and* Ben all at one go?
Go on Catherine. I'd do it.
B reveals herself as a coprophile.
70: empty and unfair. Don't forget unfair. Oh, and brutish. And short.
for failing to respect catherine's autonomy.
Yeah, I wondered about whether #71 was over vaguely that line. I retract it on those grounds; of course catherine's life is her own, as it should be, yada yada. It would still be wrong for w-lfs-n to have (a) happiness, or (b) sex. Both would be unbearable.
Nothing can enhance a romantic relationship like knowing that there are hundreds of kibitzers.
My God, I've killed the internet.
80 -- I thought "coprophile" referred to the go-ee, not the goer.