A MoveableDopeFest, the details or Calling all Ohio, Kentucky, Indiana Dopers

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Ok, not really all of you. If you are in French Lick, you may already have gone to far. [sub]Just kidding.[/sub]

So, if you frequent Rue’s threads, you’ve probably already found the preramble. But we are searching for Newbies, Shybies, Oldgrouchybies, anybody who is not shy and wants to play. Trust me, Rue’s not picky. Me, I don’t like the anchovies, and would prefer not to have the peppers, but outside of that I am easy enough to get along with, in a non-threatening psychopathic kind of way. Zappo is even threatening to drive out from BF, Pennsylvania. Who wouldn’t want to tell the grandkids about that experience someday?

Here’s the deal, as briefly as I can, as of now:

We will meet in Cincinnati for dinner on the evening of Friday, December 14th. Not sure yet where, depends on who wants to join in. If you’re from Cincinnati or anywhere nearby, please let me know as we’d love to have you join us. Everybody is truly welcome. I am thinking of this as a welcome Zappo to Cincinnatibration.

On Saturday morning we will push off for Kentucky. Possibly Lexington, if anybody’s interested, if not then straight to meet up with thinksnow, Superdude and anybody else who wants to play in the Louisville area. We would plan to spend Saturday night in the greater Louisville Metropolitan area. Again, meeting, greeting and hanging with fellow Dopers. Activities based on the whims of the group and the vaguaries of the weather.

On Sunday morning we will head north, via Indianapolis or somewhere on the way back in the general direction of Cincinnati. If people insist then a stop off in Dayton or Springfield might also be in order. We want to see and meet as many Dopers as possible in the course of a weekend. We come bearing good intentions and a Flan of Peace, whatever that may be. Rue has graciously offered to fix breakfast for anyone who is hungry. I don’t know what time the kitchen will close.

Post here if you’re in, curious, jealous, nauseous or porous.

[sub]So far it looks like the roles will be:

Rue DeDay = Captain Piccard
ShibbOleth = Ensign Barkley
Zappo = Leland MacKenzie
thinksnow = Julie McCoy

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I just noticed that Ohio, Kentucky, Indiana makes us OKIDopers. So this could also be called OKIDopeFest. Other names used so far to try and describe this:

A MoveableDopeFest
MobileDope
DopeToYourDoor

and others things to rude to mention here, or which I’ve simply forgotten.

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I like this one! We’re not Kentucky Dopers yet, but we will be in late January. Looks like we’ll miss this one. Maybe next time. I’m dying to drive down to Lexington and take the family to Joe Bologna’s. Hubby has never been.

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Well, where are you now? And out of curiousity, where in Kentucky will you be?

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Mrs. Nott is making “dubious” noises as I consider this. It all sounds pretty vague to her. I’m intrigued, though. I live in Anderson, IN (my profile says near Hardscrabble, which is about 16 miles from here.) Anderson is about 32 miles up I-69 from Indianapolis, so it’s a quick jaunt. We were last in Zinzinatti 2years ago on a baseball trip to see the Cardinals play the Reds. The alternator went out, and we had to stop in Batesville for automotive surgery. We had dinner outdoors at a place by an airport in Blue Ash, or something.

Is that mundane and pointless enough? I’m kinda new on this part of the SDMB. OKIdoki.

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That’s Watson Brother’s Bistro & Brewery. The Watson Brothers originally owned the airport, then sold it to the city of Cincinnati. I live in Blue Ash, those pesky little planes fly over my house all the time. They have a pretty cool airshow there in the summer, too.

We were originally planning to have lunch in Indianapolis on Sunday, mebbe. It would be great if you could bring Mrs. Nott or come solo and meet up with us. Just watch here for more details. If you want to come on the whole circle route that would be fine, too, or rendezvous on Saturday night down in Louisville. Let us know where to expect to find you.

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Dude, uh, I think you meant- Leonard H. “Bones” McCoy, M.D.

I might have to re-think this “letting y’all crash at my place” thing. <sheesh>

FWIW, I like DopeToYourDoor, too.

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I meant Julie McCoy in a very manly, skirt, uh, kilt-wearing social director kind of way. I mean Julie McCoy wouldn’t actually have hairy pecs and a treasure trail, would she? I didn’t mean the crackho’ Julie McCoy, either.

The only problem with DopeToYourDoor is the banners might cause some trouble with the local constabulary.

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I vote for DopeToYourDoor :slight_smile:

Anyway, I’m in Indianapolis and would love to join you if DopeToYourDoor swings through the lovely Circle City. I’m happy to think about where to have lunch and make the arrangements, or even (GULP!) host pizza and beverages or the like at my house.

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Great. I can see it now…

…Fade to December, 15th, a bright and crisp winter’s morn. Rue DeDay, Zappo and ShibbOleth are cruising down I-75 southbound, just past Erlanger. A strange chorus of “Mama Mia! Here I go again, my my, how can I resist you!!” comes from both the cars speakers and the three happy Dopers, on their quest. Just then Shibb notices the flashing blue lights in the rear view mirror. Shibb eases the car to the side of the road. A Kentucky State Trooper in reflective shades walks up to the driver’s side window…

ShibbOleth: Good morning, officer, what seems to be the problem?

KSTrooper: Sir, please place your hands on the steering wheel…

ShibbOleth: Sure, no problem. What’s this all about?

Rue DeDay and Zappo: …My, my, just how much I’ve missed you!

KSTrooper: Is this your car, Sir?

ShibbOleth: It’s my wife’s, I don’t have any ABBA CDs. Was I going to fast?

KSTrooper: Sir, I want you to reach very slowly over into the glove compartment and show me the registration. Keep your hands where I can see them at all times…

Zappo: Hey, he doesn’t have to show you a damned thing, I’m his lawyer.

Rue DeDay: …Just one look and I could hear a bell ring…Just one look and I forget everything, o-o-o-oh!!

ShibbOleth: Shut up, Zappo! I don’t have anything to hide.

:: ShibbOleth reaches slowly into the glove compartment with his right hand and ruffles through to find the registration… ::

*…a few moments later… *

ShibbOleth: I’m sorry, it doesn’t seem to be in there.

:: curses Mrs. ShibbOleth under his breath ::

Rue DeDay: …Yes, I’ve been brokenhearted! Blue, since the day we parted, why, why, did I ever let you go!!

Zappo: Screw him, don’t let the man push you around!

KSTrooper: Sir, I’m going to have to ask you step out of the car. Slowly, please keep both of your hands in sight.

:: ShibbOleth slows opens the door and complies… his mind races trying to figure out what he did wrong… was only driving the speed limit, wasn’t changing lanes, maybe I was weaving a bit while we were singing?.. ::

Rue DeDay: …Mama Mia! It’s a game we play, bye bye, doesn’t mean forever…

ShibbOleth: I know I wasn’t driving that fast…

KSTrooper: Sir, please place your hands on top of the vehicle. That’s right, keep them apart.

:: Trooper kicks Shibb’s legs a bit back and apart so that he can’t remove his hands quickly from the top of the CR-V without falling to the ground. Then he expertly pats Shibb down…::

KSTrooper: Sir, we have a tip that this vehicle is carrying Dopers. Are you familar with the phrase “DopeToYourDoor?” Would you allow me to search the vehicle?

Rue DeDay: …Mama Mia! Does it show again? My my, just how much I’ve missed you…

ShibbOleth: I’m sorry, this must be some kind of misunderstanding. We’re all grown, responsible men with families.

:: notices Kentucky State Trooper eyeing Rue and Zappo with a mixture of suspicion and derision over the top of the reflective Raybans ::

ShibbOleth: At least I am. I’m not so sure about Zappo. He’s the belligerent one, I think he may have been kicked out, I mean dropped out of Law School.

Rue DeDay: …Mama Mia, now I really know, my my, I could never let you go…

KSTrooper: Sir, has that one (nods towards Rue) been using drups?

ShibbOleth: No sir, he’s always kind of like that. At least I don’t think so.

KSTrooper: Sir, you can allow me to search the vehicle, and I’ll go easy on you (as he mentally notes the boxes of little Debbie snack cakes literring the floor of the CR-V) or we can have a warrant to authorize the search of your vehicle here in 20 minutes. Which means we both have to wait and I promise you, I will do a very thorough search at that time. Do you understand me, sir?

ShibbOleth: All right, go ahead. I don’t have anything to hide…

:: ShibbOleth wonders, belatedly, exactly what is in the Flan of Peace… ::

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You know, I might just have to drive up to Cinci and join you guys on this round-trip…

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Woo woo!! We have a name and a date! (But I like OKIDopeFest, and I thought it was on the 8th…) This way, though, I can get my Secret Doper Santa Gift out a little earlier. And maybe go shopping for pants. There’ll be break-in time now. Maybe I should get my ears waxed, maybe just a trim, it’s hard to say.

If think is making the trip with us, rather than meeting us in Louisville (But can we still stay at your place? If “yes” you still get Flan, if “no”, well, you’ve been warned.) the car will be all full. How will we kidnap… I mean persuade the lovely Ellen (of the Brown Eyes) to join us? Eh, the things we do for Dope.

You know, if we swing through Castleton in Indy, we can eat at the Red Robin.
“Why should I care?” you ask? They have these cheeseburgers with scrambled egg on it. That’s the whole reason. Not as much a draw as meeting the real live Shibb and think, not to mention the effervescent Zap. (Really, he fizzes if you pour water on him.)

And I get to be Captain Picard! Cool! (“Make it so, Number One! And roll down your window Number Two!”) Oh yeah, baby, this’ll be sweet! So does this mean no balloon animals are called for? And do I really have to learn ABBA songs? Anything for the team.
-Rue.

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I’ll have you all know that I’m pouting in a jealous stew. I wanna ride with youse guys!!!

Hey, if I give you my home phone number, do you think you could all call my hubby and persuade him that I would be perfectly safe with you? Zap, how are your powers of persuasion?? Rue, maybe you could bribe him with a Flan o’Peace?? [sub]tho he wasn’t too impressed with the last flan I made[/sub] Shibb, aren’t you wholesome and all that? Can you come up with something that my spouse will buy?!?

<kicks dirt>

It’s not fair!!! I wanna ride along!

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I’m just a hop, skip, and a jump away from AskNott. I live in the wonderful town of Muncie. If the Indiana part was held in Indianapolis somewhere I should be able to make it down there on Sunday, heck I’ll even through in a lurker and bring kremit334 with me.

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Mmmm… jealous stew. With extra carrots.

What? A point? Oh yeah… Snickers aren’t you a grown up? You can do anything you want. (It’s not like you’re some kid, like Jester. The baby.) Use your feminine wiles on FairyChatHubby, you wiley femin, you. If that doesn’t work, cut him off. “No nookie for you, bub, if I can’t go play with my friends.”

Hmm… maybe fomenting Domestic Unrest isn’t in everyone’s best interest. Well, that’s all I got. And you’re welcome to it.

Maybe you could bring the old stick-in-the-mud with you. He’ll see what a jolly crew we are and just love us to pieces. And your kid, you could bring your kid. Naw, that’s just getting silly.
-Rue.

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Alas, I am a little too far north to be within the circle of greatness that will be DopetoYourDoor. Shameful, really. I probably qualify as a shybie, as suggested in the OP, and would love to witness first hand this delightfully insane micro-society you guys inhabit. Maybe you’d make a special trip up this way to Toledo to break me in? After all, Rue did say I I was hot, and I’ll make cookies…
::batting eyelashes::

Seriously–I’m definitely riding the jealousy bandwagon with FairyChatMom here. My need for a vacation has drained my available sanity reserves to dangerously low levels. ::twitch, twitch::
You guys have fun, be safe, and throw a little reflected glory my way as you’re scooting around down there in Cinci.

bella

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Ooh, I want in! I’d love to make the whole trip, too, but I don’t think there’d be room in the car.

[sub]And can I be Wesley Crusher? I’ll try not to be as annoying, though.[/sub]

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Supe, it’s not the same, seeing how it’s completely different, but you could get more Doping in if you met us in Lexington. Then we could caravan back to Louisville. And just so you feel like you’re part of the whole she-bang, you can stay in touch with those little walkie-talkie jobbies. You know, the ones with the 2 mile range. (Channel 13 is the DopeChannel. Code word: Underpants.) We might even throw one of our passengers over to you. Maybe even me if your are incautious enough.

But the whole point of this is to travel. Dope from place to place. The actual passing of distance is just a nuisance. We won’t have any fun on the actual road. I’m sure. Really. No fun at all.

You could host the Loo-eyDope while you wait for us. Bask in all the glory of Hosting. Plus there’s the Host’s Incentive (that I’m sure I don’t have to go into again).

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SWEET! And by December 14, I’ll be done with finals, and all set to get my drink on. I’m in. And I’m in Indy. Can I play the part of a lovelorn Viking?

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Oh, Rue, you flatter me. Which I suppose is better than flattening me. Or fattening me. I mean, what? Are you planning on throwing me in an oven and cooking me? Is that it? So you think that I’m just some roly-poly little fat kid here for your dining pleasure? That I ain’t got nuttin’ better to do that be cooked in an oven so that you can eat me? THAT…I…SHOULD SPIN ON SOME SORT OF A…ROTISSERIE SO THAT YOU CAN GET ALL WIDE-EYED AND DROOLING WHILE THINKING ABOUT SINKING YOUR TEETH INTO MY FLESH?[sub]Man, I’ve gotta stop watching Goodfellas[/sub]

Anyway, Rue. I couldn’t possibly host. I have not yet snatched that pebble from Master[sub]bator[/sub] thinksnow’s grubby little paw.