I can neither confirm nor deny that my RSVP is a vote on this matter.
We will hunt you to your last breath.
Sympathetic, but oh so disappointed.
Personally, I think you should be willing to die for your loyal readership if necessary. And the lives of a few civilians sitting next to you on the plane hardly seem important. Do they even read Unfogged?
Better get huntin. I hear that his breathing is distressed.
I think Ogged believes the other passengers will kill him. Possible. OTOH, I have done an East West red eye with two shrieking babies (no one could calm them) and the babies survived.
I will miss having Ogged there. This does give FL more chances to practice drunken texting.
I'm not yet positive that I won't make the trip, but it's not looking good.
Hmm. $50-100 to switch to a Saturday flight and buy yourself an extra day to feel better?
I was going to make a kidney joke, and then decided that actually I can give a recent cancer-survivor some slack on overreacting to illness.
OT: Heebie, I've played that video a thousand times now. Thanks a lot.
I transmitted the Lear family cold (which arrived on the night of the 25th) across the intertubes as a gift to ogged for Christmas.
What Heebie said. Especially if you would have trouble getting refunds for your tickets.
again i'm forgetting your history
250 mg tid then, but recovery'll be not in three days
memo To Bush:
Forget Nukes. Send the cold.
10: Yay! I'm so glad!
That reminds me, now that I'm not in a quiet space I can go back and listen to the other songs peope were tossing around.
Ogged, the worst-case scenario is that you feel horrible on Friday morning but actually feel pretty good by Saturday night.
you're such a little bitch. suck it up and come out.
I'm assuming BPL will come in ogged's stead, in the event of non-attendance by the O-man himself.
On the other hand, none of us should be surprised. This wouldn't be the first time ogged didn't come.
I would be very disappointed, but sympathetic.
suck it up and come out.
Get BPL to help, huh-huh.
Ogged:
This is what happens when you don't drink alcohol. Tequila would have cleared this from your system a long time ago.
My dear fellow, we sit here on a blind rock careening through space; we are all of us rushing headlong to the grave. Think you the worms will care, when anon they make a meal of you, whether you spent your moment sighing wigless in your chamber, or sacked the golden towns of Montezuma? .... We are dying men: i'faith, there's time for naught but bold resolves!"
Come ogged, come. Apo must have pharmaceutical suggestions that will help to bring your symptoms under control.
Seriously, yo. A nice dose of Dayquil will suppress what ails you for as long as it takes to get across the country. The stuff is like magic.
A nice dose of Dayquil will suppress what ails you for as long as it takes to get across the country. The stuff is like magic.
Also don't underestimate the wonder-drug that is Afrin.
(Why am I convinced that if we asked Ogged what drugs he's been taking, he'll say, "Just drinking lots of fluids and some soup and trying to get plenty of rest."? Drug up, young man.)
I can't take most cold medicines because they make my heart go funny. I'm a fragile, sensitive boy, people (who happens to have the strength of ten men, just not always).
they make my heart go funny
They have defibrillator paddles on planes. It's all good.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDqPpbqSnAI
re: 27
You can get cold medicines without the various 'ephedrine/pseudoephedrine' type ingredients that might make your heart flutter.
I'm a fragile, sensitive boy,
Here's an idea: if Ogged can't attend, can we at least have Ogged's mother?
They have defibrillator paddles on planes. It's all good.
An Iranian clutching his chest on a plane? Be prepared to be tasored.
Isnt that the plot of Harold and Kumar's new movie?
You heartless bastards should be changing your plans and rushing to Ogged's side. I'd head down there, O, but Emerson and I have some drinking to do.
the strength of ten men
Not ten men, ten GO-RILLAS!
can we at least have Ogged's mother?
Can we make an effigy of Ogged at the party and ply it with liquor nyquil? I understand it should be point-headed.
Ogged you pretty much have no choice, here. On the other hand, think of the misery you could inflict on everyone else!
Heebie, the archives are just full of pictures of ogged upon which to base an effigy.
And, yeah, just get the cold medicine you don't have to submit to a retinal scan to buy and you'll be fine.
And waste good alcohol?
If you consider Nyquil good alcohol, Will, then I've got some sweet shit that will totally blow your mind.
If you consider Nyquil good alcohol, Will, then I've got some sweet shit that will totally blow your mind.
Geez, not that picture again??!?!?
I'm a fragile, sensitive boy, people (who happens to have the strength of ten men, just not always).
Ogged is Elric?
Ogged, why do you think Jackmormon is in town? She's our insurance policy -- if you back out, we send her over to your house to cut you.
Hey, if you do have to bail on UDC, at least that'll give you another chance to meet up with those of us still here in the Bay Area.
You can't avoid it. One way or another, you *will* spend time with people of the blog.
I have no interest in the matter, since I too am in the Bay Area deathly ill (and rather sympathize with ogged), but it seems like Heebie has the best suggestion.
Ogged, if you have a sore throat and your tonsils have white spots, you're more likely to have a bacterial infection. And if you have a steady sinus drip, as opposed to "just" congestion and coughing, you're also more likely to have a bacterial infection. In which case you really ought to get to a doctor b/c they might culture your throat and give you some antibiotics.
You people are not helping. Ogged has a plane to catch tomorrow.
No sympathy at all. Suck it up and get on that plane.
Perhaps the Flophouse could dedicate a sickroom to you and you could hold audiences from your bed, like the Pope or Hitler.
Hey LB, are you going? I thought you were.
I call shenanigans. ogged doesn't want to admit that he's joined bpl's band and will get kicked out if he misses another rehearsal.
I call shenanigans. ogged doesn't want to admit that he's joined bpl's band and will get kicked out if he misses another rehearsal.
That made me laugh.
Presumably, he's the group's new frontman, dropping phat beats and sick rhymes.
With the ex-boyfriend crying into a beer at every show.
44, 45: I think y'all mean Elrod, I say, Elrod of Melvinbone.
They have defibrillator paddles on planes.
Be prepared to be tasored.
Same difference.
53: I am. The kids are getting dropped off with their grandmother, and Buck and I are driving down to DC.
Okay so LB we gotta work the make-ogged-feel-bad angle here. He might be serious about not showing up.
I suspect all this flurry is not mere flattery (though of course we'll miss you terribly if you don't fly)... Very likely there's some fear of a sober, bored Ogged making online mischief while the party rages.
Oh my homies, I love you all, but I just canceled my ticket. I'm really damn sorry.
I'll be watching the evite like a hawk to make sure this doesn't cause a general exodus of RSVPs.
This frees ogged to show up and claim to be a lurker.
Bah, that stinks. Feel better, Ogged.
67 would be funny. I wish we had a lurker who could plausibly be Ogged. More skinny, swimming Iranians with strange scars!
Dude's gonna auto-cockblock his own funeral.
Did anyone ever actually see this so-called ticket? I reckon he was bullshitting all along. And of course, on Saturday ogged, you'll feel fine.
Did anyone ever actually see this so-called ticket?
Yeah, good point. And after all, we're talking about someone who regularly trolls his own blog.
Ogged, I was kidding about swimming. You can come.
Tell me where you live, ogged. I have something for you...
Ogged, you're going to be feeling fine by Saturday night.
Yes, but the question is whether I'll be feeling fine by tomorrow morning. I'm guessing not.
True, but did you look into paying the change fee for a Saturday ticket?
Yea, I even made a deal with the devil (my ex) so that I could come. And a cold keeps Ogged away?
I know, I know, I really do feel bad. I'm not kidding about being a sensitive and fragile boy, however. The last two times I've flown, I've spent the next day in bed with stomach pain, so even flying in Friday for a Saturday party was cutting it close. Add the cold and I just can't do it. Hearty, I am not.
I'm not kidding about being a sensitive and fragile boy, however.
Okay so LB we gotta work the make-ogged-feel-bad angle here. He might be serious about not showing up.
OK, Sifu. I spent most of yesterday in bed feeling like my throat was made out of sandpaper, and then woke up every hour last night as the sinus thing gradually undertook its phlegmmy migration toward my lungs. Then at 4:00am I was abandoned till Monday for a bunch of unemployable philo nerds by my beloved. I subsequently got up at 6:00 to begin taking care of the kids, both of whom developed symptoms over the course of the early morning and are running about 24 hours behind me on the infection clock. The baby kept trying to smile but then he would sneeze and have this hacking cough and little tears would run down his cheeks and he would look unhappy. And someone can't face a short flight to a party where everyone wants to meet him and be his friend. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some vomit to clean up on the kitchen floor.
Is Gonerill's wife gonna make it? WW, NN.
Oggedy-fu, we do not want you at the party anyway if you're just going to be fainting away on the couch the whole time and muttering.
Just get well, doofus.
The baby kept trying to smile but then he would sneeze and have this hacking cough and little tears would run down his cheeks
God, that's so sad. Almost as sad as the unemployability of the philosophy PhDs.
But c'mon, 6 hours is a "short flight"? That's like flying from NYC to London.*
*Not London, Ontario. The other London, I mean.
But c'mon, 6 hours is a "short flight"?
Well, 80 was more about generously setting up the inevitable 81. On the other hand, I've flown LAX-SYD a lot, and so U.S. domestic flights don't seem very long anymore. Especially if you're just bringing your chicken salad and a novel, instead of your kids.
It's true about the little guy, though. Poor fella. He's getting better. The great thing about small babies is that even though it's awful to see them be sick, they have no concept of the sick role -- of socially playing a patient. When they start to get better, you know right away.
if I had to sit next to someone for six hours who was sneezing and coughing the way I am now, there would be murder in the air.
I just endured that on a 3.5-hour flight. No sneezing, just coughing, and the guy tried hard not to let particulates get anywhere but his coughing cloth. I turned up my music so I wouldn't have to think about it (or the fact that he was nearly chatting up the unaccompanied 11-year-old next to him).
87, no, it is entirely correct. Shut up, now.
Ogged, Mapquest says it's a 41-hour drive. If you start now, you could get there just in time.
a 41-hour drive. If you start now, you could get there just in time.
The closest shot most of us will ever get to being an astronaut.
The closest shot most of us will ever get to being an astronaut.
And if he wears adult diapers, he can probably make it in just under 40 hours.
Sometimes I doubt Ogged's commitment to Sparkle-Motion.
I too doubt ogged's commitment to sparklemotion. on the silver lining side I feel very marginally less sad about missing unfoggedcon 2, and since ogged and I will both be there next year, mos def...well, I'll have something to look forward to. someone should pretend to be ogged, though. I guess he'd have to get bitch in on it.
I note with unprecedented relief that I continue to feel like crap. Enjoy the party, yinz.
On the Internet no one knows if you're actually at home, feeling great, dancing to hip hop world music The Scorpions 'n' at.
I continue to feel like crap
That's probably just from being in the adult diaper so long. You should be in the Midwest by now, right? Or do you drive like an old woman, too?