I think it’s a great idea. I think I have some glitter paints and stuff at home. I’ll look around and bring them if I can find the box.
Damn It! Another missed opportunity to display my talents with magic markers. Thank God you’re not having a contest concerning the best use of construction paper and glue, I would have no choice but to cancel my trip and show up at Chef’s.
If only the Harvard Admission Board had taken time to examine my mosaic stylings. Things would be quite different. Different, I tell you!
Take good notes and be sure to make me regret missing this one.
The results are in. Turns out I have acid reflux, so I’m going to have to pass on most of the dinner. If you could fix me up something non-spicy, I’d really appreciate it. I’ll bring something for me to drink, since alcohol and caffeine are off limits.
Hmmmmm…now I just have to come up with ideas for the masks.
Hey, this is GREAT! Now we can all get sloppy drunk, knowing Ag will be sober and can drive people home. grin
It’s too bad there’s no way I can get your masks to you NOW so you can show up wearing them. sigh.
As usual, anyone who wants to come help clean the house is urged to volunteer.
cough
I am going to do my best to open the schedule up and drag the fiancee along 
I’ll be needing an email containing an address, a time, a date, and any requests of things for me to bring.
She’s not shy, so she’ll probably tag along…if nothing else, I’ll tell her that the party will be full of Beauties(I wouldnt be lying) and alcohol, and she’ll come along in that case just to keep an eye on me 
So…am I still a Dallas Doper?
-SS
Okay, here’s the tentative attendee list:
Definite:
[ul][li]Chef Troy & Mrs. Chef (hosts)[/li][li]Adam Yax[/li][li]Aglarond[/li][li]Ayesha & LionSOB[/li][li]Balance[/li][li]Freyr[/li][li]Grace[/li][li]JimB[/li][li]Palmyra[/li][li]Psiekier and the temporary Mrs. Psiekier :)[/li][li]Zyada[/ul][/li]
Possible:
[ul][li]CatBiker & catspjs1[/li][li]Meephead[/li][li]SkySlash and the impending Mrs. SkySlash[/ul][/li]
If I’ve forgotten anyone, or if any of you possibles want to be upgraded to definites, just sing out.
That amounts to… eep… nineteen people if everyone shows up. Guess I better get out the BIG gumbo pot. grin I definitely need to go back to the party-supply store for more masks and beads.
How’d I get so popular?
Oh, and SkySlash, of COURSE you’re still one of us (gooble-gobble). The date and time: Saturday, Feb 24 (this saturday) from 3:00 p.m. until the last person passes out. JimB will send you an invite with the address and phone number, as well as a map.
Unfortunately, I have to bow out of this. sigh
The bike has developed an oil leak and I need to fix it, pronto. So, I’m putting the bike up on her center-stand this weekend and tearing down the engine. Well, at least the valve cover, where I think the problem is.
Keep me informed about the next one! 
Sky, I sent the invitation to you, if you didn’t get it let me know. It has the address and a link to a map, time, date, all kinds of good stuff. I’m looking forward to meeting the future Mrs. Slash.
Chef, I don’t give out your phone number on the invitations. I can, if you want, but I don’t normally.
Freyr, I’ll add you to my out-of-towners list, so you will get an invitation each time.
I’m not sure about this booze for creativity idea. I’m not very artistic, so I think I’ll bring my on beer. Maybe I can recruit Chef Jr. to decorate my mask.
I think it is a real bummer that Ag isn’t going to be drinking. I thought I could always count on fellow beer drinker. Maybe I’ll just have to drink his share, just so he doesn’t feel like he’s letting anyone down.
Jim
No, Jim, you’re right… I’d rather not broadcast the phone number. Sky, if you want it, go ahead and email me directly and I’ll send it to you.
The Hurricane mix arrived at my office yesterday. At first I was thinking, “Did they send it all?” because of the size of the box, but then I realized that if I order three liters of something, I really shouldn’t expect it to be MUCH bigger than a three-liter bottle of soda.
Tonight I’m stopping off at the party-supply store to buy the extra masks I need.
Well, they let me back into the US yesterday. I’ll be able to attend the party. And, while I’d love to hijack the thread and tell you all my story, I don’t think that I have the patience to type it all out right now. I would be happy to share my tale at the party (it is a tale of mystery and international intrigue, sort of).
See you there.
Well, it looks like I will definitely be there! Hey Cheffie, I hope you don’t mind me eating around the okra in the gumbo. I’ll do a lot of things for the sake of friendship, but okra ain’t one of them.
Aglarond - does this have anything to do with your problem?
Zyada,
The LIONsob will be so glad to know you will be there gor sure. He is hoping you will protect him, from what I have no idea.
Our plans are to leave here very late Friday night/ early Saturday morning get to Dallas about 6 am. Have a quick, light breakfast. Find a hotel close to Chef’s place and get some sleep. Call Chef and then call a cab, take cab to Chef and Mrs Chefs home, party with dopers. Call cab, return to hotel. What happens after that is TMI to post here.
/me walks off humming a happy tune
Yeah. If they can’t find a medication that works(I’m on my 3rd), that’s the last option. I’m on Prilosec now, and it actually seems to be working. $170 a bottle. Thank God for insurance. I’m hoping to avoid surgery if at all possible, but it could still happen. My sister and aunt have both been able to get their’s under control without surgery, so I’m betting I will, too.
I did learn a few things, though. I learned never to go commando to a doctor’s office. They will find a reason to make you take your pants off. The episode went something like this.
Nurse - “Just go into this room and take all your clothes off. You can leave your undershirt on, and put on this robe.”
Me - “OK” Enters small room and begins undressing. "Oh shit. No underwear. It’s an upper GI. No biggie. Leaves little room.
Nurse - “You need to take off your pants.”
Me - "But it’s an upper GI.
Nurse - “The metal buttons might get in the way of the x-ray”
Me - “I’m going commando”
Nurse - Blank stare
Me - “Can I just take them off in the x-ray room.”
Nurse - “OK”
Anyway. After that was over, I went home thinking I’d never shit again. That barium doesn’t sit well. Two days later, I learned a very interesting fact. Barium is a LOT heavier than water. This wasn’t your normal, everyday, relaxing dump. It was an uncomfortable, forceful expulsion of something that shouldn’t have been there in the first place. And it wasn’t your normal, everyday, plop plop kind of dump. It was like canon balls hitting a small swimming pool. I’m surprised the toilet didn’t reverberate when they hit bottom. Plus, being me, I had to look when I was done. Ghost white. Kind of cool, but not really. A couple days later I began having what I referred to as ‘Oreo Shits’. I don’t think a description is necessary.
That’s enough storytime for today. I’ll see you guys tomorrow.
You don’t need a cab. I’ll be happy to pick you up on my way to Cheffie’s house and I’m sure when you’re ready to leave that one of us can give you a ride back.
My email address is in my profile. If you email me, I’ll give you my cell number and you can call me once y’all get settled.
You definitely won’t need a cab, Yeesh. There’s a motel just blocks from my house and one of us will be happy to collect you guys and drop you off.
Say, I was supposed to get a name & phone number for that hotel, wasn’t I? Sorry. I’ll do that and email it to you tonight.
Okay, everyone sing it with me, to the tune of “Happy Trails”…
T.M.I. from you…
Please never speak again…
T.M.I. from you…
You gave me crawling skin…
We all know way too much about your colon…
And how you got a strike when toilet bowlin’
T.M.I. from you…
Never SPEAK a-gain…
:eek:
I could not agree more… I almost lost my appetite, and I haven’t eaten since a some-what-late lunch yesterday, and I was hungry, but now I’m really not…
I’ll ask the Missus when she gets home tonight, but I don’t think we have any plans for tomorrow. We can bring a few cheap bottles of wine, but most of what’s in the rack is white, not sure how appropriate - Chenin Blanc, Chardonnay, Moscato, and a couple of Gewurstraminers. We also have a Texas Gamay Beaujolais, lable says this is supposed to be good with spicy or red sauces…anyway, I’ll reply to that email when I find out if we can make it. It would be after she gets off work, probably around 6, that wouldn’t be much of a problem would it?
A.
the Gewurztraminers would be the logical choice, but bring whatever you like to drink.
B.
We still will be going strong after six. We’re starting mid-afternoon, but I’m sure the party won’t break up until late.