The first of the August get-togethers started at Goldfinger’s (a greek restaurant) last night. In an amazing display of punctuality, nearly all of us were at the restaurant by 6, and our last person was there only a few minutes later!
Falcon (woohoo - it’s an interstate dopefest!)
Grace (damn, must not have tied the knots tight enough)
Brood McEto & his lovely girlfriend, Christy
and for a delightful surprise -
With eleven (count them, eleven!) dopers conversation flowed around the table, sometimes being general, and sometimes splitting. As such, there are no minutes, but I hope anyone who can actually remember being there posts their thoughts.
After several Dallas dope-fests without a camera in sight, we ended up with three photographers this time, so there should be pictures soon (I’ll have to use up the rest of my roll on the kitties!)
After a delicious supper, we were treated(?) to semi-live music, (a bazouki, I think, player with a tape)which had our end thinking he was playing greek versions of old pop songs and trying to figure out which ones they were. Then my lovely teacher gave a rather fiery performance.
After that, we caravaned to West End. Unfortunately, the bars there wouldn’t allow under-21ers in at all (jerks) which was a problem since Christy is only 20. After some discussion, we separated into two groups - Brood, Christy, JimB, beatle, Aglarond and myself went to Joe’s Crab Shack for drinks and conversation, and the rest went to the karaoke bar for drinks and karaoke.
As usual, I had a great time with my SDMB friends. I’ll try to remember more when I actually wake up
and a lovely performance by my
All I can remember this afternoon -