I’m kinda interested in going, but I have an accounting project due on Monday. Also, Redondo Beach is kind of far for me. I hope you all have fun though!
hijack (sorry)
Hey VGT! have you checked your email that you have listed here lately?
Just one picture, eh? 
Of everything I took the time to post, that’s what you call attention to? Something you think is a mistake?
FYI:
pic·to·ri·al (pk-tôr-l, -tr-)
*adj. *
- Relating to, characterized by, or composed of pictures.
- Represented as if in a picture: *pictorial prose. *
- Illustrated by pictures:* a pictorial history. *
Note the use of pictures - plural.
So no, there’s not only one.
Shayna, he’s saying that Hollywood is STILL a vast wasteland.
I’m afraid I don’t get the question, then. Sorry.
S’ok, 'Spree, Thinksnow’s got me covered. And are we supposed to believe that you’d be bored if we weren’t there? Your bf will be there, after all.
And I just noticed my South Bay link got messed up on the previous page.
I’m tired. I’m going home to clean for you people now. 
Thank you for making the name tags, Esprix.
I really appreciate your consideration in avoiding stepping on my penis - Spiny Norman
[sym][sub][sup]©[/sup][/sub][/sym] Jeg elsker dig, Thomas [sym][sub][sup]©[/sup][/sub][/sym]
Jill, sweetie–you’ve done a wonderful job of getting all this put together. You’re amazing.
I’m debating on coming down on Friday night–I’m off of work that day, but have to work Saturday during the day (I will be there for the grand gala, though), which means I have to wake up at 6 am. I have requested Sunday off so I can enjoy the evening.
About House of Blues, if anyone is interested–Sunday mornings they have a gospel brunch which is one of the best brunches I’ve ever attended. They put on a great show (it changes regularly, but it almost always has plenty of audience participation and good music).
I am most certainly thankful for all the time, effort and stress, blood, sweat and tears of yours that have gone into this. I’m just trying to lighten you up, hon, I know it hasn’t been the easiest of times for you. I’d kiss you but, then Thomas would make me kiss the floor.
Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you **Thank you **, from the bottom of my cold, black, withered heart.
After a HUGE delay, massive clouds, some turbulance, and a pilot who, instead of warning us that we were about to land, decided it would be best to just quickly drop altitude while turning the plane (heart attack, anyone?), I’ve arrived safely in California.
Whew! (Ever fly into SFO? Notice how it looks like you’re going to crash into the bay rather than just coast to a stop on the runway? Yeah… That’s kind of creepy.)
I’m going to have to opt out. In addition to having critical stuff going on at work, I’ve also recently given up drinking, and socializing is dicey, as my grip on sobriety is still rather tenuous.
I’ll miss seeing y’all.
You do what you’ve got to do, Wurd.
Best of luck to you, pal.
Yea, I check it once a week. Maybe it’s fucked up. Why?
HA! Hardly my boyfriend - more like a “just in for the weekend.” We’ll only be spending nights together, not days - he’ll be coming to the Dopefest well into the evening after his daytime plans are finished, then we’ll be off to the motel to make loud noises you all will be insanely jealous of.
Esprix
As a hyper-safe rider, doubly so with a passenger, I have strict rules of conduct while up on two wheels. Now while I will concede the act of riding itself may be considered flirting, and goosing the throttle at stoplights can also be considered flirting, and the rubbing of breasts on my back may ALSO be considered flirting, I DO draw the line at the fondling. OK, fondling ABOVE the waist is acceptable. But THAT’S ALL.
On another note, I called my parents in SC last night, turns out my Dad will be at Camp Pendleton (just a bit south) this weekend at a reunion, so I’ll run southbound Saturday late morning/early afternoon solo.
::Waves hello to everyone::
Hiya! Some of you may remember me from AOLSDMB, or see me on occasion over at Fathom… but if ya don’t, and you’re gonna be out here for the Fest… Chances are we’ll meet at SOME point over the weekend:)
Anyway, I’ll be the chick (with purplish colored hair) riding’ the Honda CB900 Custom… and in case there are 2 (or more) fittin that description attending, MY helmet has a sticker on the back of it that looks like the Superman ‘S’ logo (and a closer look reveals the word ‘slut’ in the middle of it…:
::::).
Looking forward to meetin’ as many of you as I can!
Andrea
My goodness, that was a lot of reading! Shayna, I think you just re-invented the Lonely Planet Guide to Southern California.
I’m sorry I haven’t checked in a few days, but part of going on a holiday is making sure all possible disasters are covered in your abscense. You know how it is.
[sub](No, I’m not actually THAT important, it’s just that my colleagues are even less competent.)[/sub]
Right, with all the fluffy happy shiny good news out of the way, I’d also like to make a general comment of a somewhat serious nature.
As we all have seen, Shayna has worked her ass off to find accomodation for us for dinner on Saturday night. A lot of restaurants don’t accept large groups, and we’re also talking about a rather popular part of town, on a crowded night. So all in all, even getting a place for any group over 10 people is quite an achievement.
As you may have seen in one of the earlier threads on this subject, the reservation was made for 50 people. Fifty seemed like astronomically large at the time. Also, fifty was the absolute MAX any restaurant (in particular, just this one!) would take as a reservation.
The number of participants has since grown even further! This is fantastic news, and I’m sure everybody’s delighted to meet so many faced-behind-the-names, people to hang out with, et cetera.
However.
There is no way in hell we’ll be able to have dinner with the entire group. The restaurant does not have the capacity to do so: they have agreed on a reservation of 50 people.
Is this a disaster? Hell no! As I understand it, we’re going to be in a pretty nice area as far as bars and the like are concerned. It’ll be easy to just hook up with the entire group after dinner, after which we party on into the night!
But the message is plain and simple: not everyone that’s coming to the DopeToberFest will be able to have dinner at El Torito. We need to make some arrangements about that. There’s a few possibilities, of course:
[ul][li]People will be treated on a First In, First Served basis. In other words: the first 50 confirmed Dopers will eat at El Torito, and the rest will have to find another place to eat and meet up with the larger group later;[/li][li]People can also volunteer to have dinner at a separate venue (perhaps in one or more smaller groups);[/li][li]Spiny and myself can select dinner guests based on bra si… intellectual capacities, ahem, yup, that’s the ticket;[/li][li]None of the above, namely _____________ (fill in the blank)[/ul][/li]Of course, the more logical options are the first two.
It’s a luxury problem, sure, but I think it’s one we better address now. I’d hate for 70 people to stand outside the restaurant, fighting to get a seat inside!
OK, that was the “serious” message. Thoughts, guys?
Oh, I forgot to clarify that I was refering to my colleagues here at work. Not to UncleBeer et al.
Andrea, hon, I am so excited that you will be there! Yay! I finally get to meet you!
The rest of you are okay too, but…ANDREA!