I have become desperate, desolate, even disconsolate. However hard I try I simply cannot get a Doper to drink a beer with me.
I tried to make it to a Chicago Dopefest. Work disagreed.
I tried to make a Tampa Dopefest. Work disagreed.
I tried to make a Largo Ren-Dope-Fest. Work disagreed.
I tried to meet Chief Scott when he came to Florida. Family matters took precedence.
I got work to send me all the way to Ireland. (Surely I could tempt an Irish Doper into lifting a pint, right? Wrong. sniff How sad is that?)
So, Boston Dopers, you might be my last chance. I’ll be in your city July 23 - 27. No weekend dates, I’m afraid, but there you have it. Anybody up for a little mid-week debauchery? First rounds on me.
WEll I’m too young to drink (sadly, I’m only 19…), but I’d be glad to meet up with you for a ginger ale or something, lol. I’m usually off on Mondays and Wednesdays, but my schedule changes around a lot. I’m sure we could work something out though.
A feeble ploy to lower my guard. I know you’re one of my secret enemies! You’re all my secret enemies, aren’t you?
Oh, except pammipoo, of course, who is far to pooliciouis to engage in such treachery. I would gladly buy you a gingerale. ALcohol is by no means required for debauchery – it is just a traditional accompaniment.
Like I said before, Mondays and Wednesdays are usually good for me. Mondays I’m 99% of the time off, and Wednesdays I’m usually off. So maybe Monday would be best for me?
Here I am, plotting to move back to RI, and you all have to go and try to schedule something before I’m back out there. I won’t be leaving CA till July 31st at the earliest, then have to do that whole drive cross country thingy… so I won’t be back till like the end of the first week of August at the soonest.
I’m starting to think that while Spiritus’s visit may not be the best time for a big ol’ get-together, we could probably get a real Boston event going for some time in August. You know, with a whole bunch of people and stuff.
Tryin’ ta squeeze me outta the action, eh?
Tryin’ ta muscle in on my territory? (Okay - -it’s really your territory. But what kind of accusation is "muscling in on your own territory?)
Better watch out, waterj2, or you’ll be swimmin’ wit da fishes, see? Hmmmm. Is that really a threat to someone named water? How about if I give you concrete galoshes instead? They’re very stylish and come in a spike heel or traditional round clump.
Hey, I’m not muscling in on anyone’s territory, not even my own. I was just thinking it might be nice to have a more formal get together on a weekend when Rasa and Elvis, and other lovely people are in town. In addition to seeing you when you stop by. And I figured any additional posts would help keep this up on the first page, where it could be seen by all the other Bostonians here.
Anyways, Monday the 23rd? Count me in. Don’t know where yet, but we’ll get to that.
