And a good time was had by all…
Details of drunken debauchery to follow. For right now, all attendees check in so everyone knows you made it home safely. This means you.
Oh, and may I add, the best damn time I’ve ever had with a bunch of people I’ve never met before. 
I had a lovely time. Let’s do it again real soon.
Just made it home from the airport. I’ve only had about three hours sleep in the last 48 hours, so I will post more later after I wake up from my coma…errr, I mean nap.
I am alive-ish. Thank you for your concern.
Got home just fine, even if it was delayed by 2 hours. 
Valerie, Myself, Gaudere, Inertia, Magdalene, Boli and umm… GLWasteful (am I right there?) went out for breakfast. So I’m assuming that they all made it home alive since we all had time to sleep it off and eat greasy breakfast food at the bowling alley’s attached resturant.
I’m sorry Falcon. I would have sat with you at the airport to wait for your flight, but I was so freaking tired that I couldn’t hardly see straight anymore. Funny this is, I couldn’t remember where I parked my car (I knew what deck level, but couldn’t remember exactly which section). It took me almost 45 minutes to find my car. You never realize how truly large that parking deck is until you have to walk the entire thing. I think I put five miles on my legs over the last couple of days and now they are sore.
Anyways, I got to meet the nicest, bestest, coolest group of people ever to walk this earth. Just do us a favor and don’t ask Valerie about the cleavage meter ( )
Groooooannnn…
Here, barely.
7 hours of hung-over driving rather sucks.
But I had a blast.
Tried to find breakfast-eating Dopers this a.m., but there were none to be found around 10.
Strangely enough, I am not hung over today, despite the 4 splits of champagne (which is more than a bottle), 3 rum and cokes, plus a couple of shots. Dehydrated, but no headache. Usually I’m sick as a dog when I mix; I can only attribute this atypical response to being in the company of Dopers. So when are we doing this again?
And I have to say the prospect of meeting all you folks gave me a big case of jitters - good thing I chugged those first few glasses of champagne to calm my nerves.
Um, so who changed?
I’m here but barely. the party was a blast, I made it home a lot quicker than I thought and was too tired to check the board until just now.
My second party this afternoon with 17 3 + 4 year olds almost did me in! It was great to meet so many of you and I’m already thinking about our next get together.
Hey Milo, are you going to get Jess here to gloat about the high score in bowling?
A big round of applause for Valerieblaise who made it all happen, kicked our butts to get organized, dealt with the hoteliers from HELL, and still managed to not kill Omni
An even bigger round of applause for porcupine for showing what must have been superhuman restraint on her part and not demonstrating just how wonderful her “little friend” was :eek:
SILENT-BOB , the cake was very welcome! Does anyone else find it ironic that he works in an industry based upon maikng it easier to talk to anyone, anywhere, anytime?
I’ll write more later but I can’t think too well at the moment!
I just woke up from a nap and do I clean my room? No. Do I take a walk outside? No. I check the board. Is there some kind of 12-step recovery program for message board addicts? Somewhere on the 'Net, maybe?
I think my clearest memory is of stepping off the shuttle just as you guys were waiting for it to take you to the restaurant. I was running late, worried about catching up with everyone, but I knew 20 complete strangers discussing the “tit shelf”, and then pointing to me and saying “she has a tit shelf” had to be the right group.
I had a great time. It was great to put faces to the names. It was weird to introduce myself with my screen name and to yell “Hey, Vile Orb! Go Inertia!” across a bowling alley.
It was a voyage of self-discovery. I am a terrible bowler, and I make worse coffee than Jophiel bowls.
Silent Bob was the loudest person at the dinner table, and could make himself heard above a crowded bowling alley. Isn’t it, you know, ironic?
SAXFACE, Boli, I LOVE YOU!!!
And they are gonna be selling the toenail clippings and used tampons of Valerieblaise outside the Vatican someday. The woman is the saint of party-throwing.
Ugh…typing hurts.
Changed what? Diapers? Sheets? Personalities? Batteries? Underwear? Into something more comfortable?
I’m sorry, I refuse to explain that reference again. 
magdalene
Here’s some links for ya ;).
http://www.pan-arts.com/era/humor/addiction-quiz.htm
http://www.netaddiction.com/
http://www.computeraddiction.com/
From that last link:
Psychological Symptoms
Having a sense of well-being or euphoria while at the computer
Inability to stop the activity
Craving more and more time at the computer
Neglect of family and friends
Feeling empty, depressed, irritable when not at the computer
Lying to employers and family about activities
Problems with school or job
Physical Symptoms
Carpal tunnel syndrome
Dry eyes
Migraine headaches
Back aches
Eating irregularities, such as skipping meals
Failure to attend to personal hygiene
Sleep disturbances, change in sleep pattern
Well, crap. That explaines my migraines, my back problems, my occasional meal skipping, and my insomnia.
You know…“changed.”
::hazarding a guess::
Um, Gender? As in who did you think would have two X chromosones but only had one, or vice versa?
I vaguely recall Omni offering to help Valerie change, but the look she gave him should have killed him dead right on the spot.