Dallas Dopers Conclave: Where the Hell Were You?

Okay, as host of the Dallas get-together I just want to say: all of you losers who said you’d come and then bailed on us missed a GREAT show. I’m disgusted with you all (except Phouka and Zyada, who showed up with bells on and then made them jingle), but I’m charitable enough to give you a chance to explain yourselves, so here it is. Post your no-show excuse for consideration by the court of public opinion.

On to the play-by-play: I got there early and snagged a table. I was joined shortly thereafter by Zyada, who reminds me of a taller, better-looking Denny Dillon (Zyada honey, I love you). Just before the band started, Phouka showed up with her brother (whose SDMB handle escapes me…must have been the scotch). We all settled in to listen to the band and await the latecomers.

Of which there were NONE. Mmmmmrrrrppphhh.

Moments you all missed:

  • Zyada belly-dancing as the band played
    “Smooth” by Santana

  • Non-Dopers here and there at the bar
    behaving like they were in the back
    seat of a car somewhere (yee-haaa!)

  • Marco and his wife Andi (a couple of
    bar patrons who looked like they stepped
    right out of an R. Kelly video) insisting
    that I drop the Chef Troy name and
    henceforth call myself “Big Sexy”

  • Soul Tsunami groovin’ it old-school in
    spite of the fact that one of the singers
    was out of commission due to laryngitis

All kidding aside, those of us who showed up had a great time in spite of the poor turnout, and we missed those of you who didn’t make it. Maybe next time, huh?

Live a Lush Life
Da Chef

Sorry you had such a low turnout Chef. But it sounds like a fun was had anyway.

This is not an excuse, since I never said I’d come (El Paso IS 600 miles away), but I do live in Texas & have family in the metroplex, so do please keep us up to date on future get-togethers.

Sue from El Paso

Experience is what you get when you didn’t get what you wanted.

Everything that Sue said except substitute “Alpine” for El Paso and “550 Miles” for 600 Miles.

I’m in Denver. Been here since yesterday, and not leaving 'til the 29th. Sorry.


Killed a man with no hands. . .

Two small kids. No babysitter. No car.

Perhaps I should have made myself clear: the only people who are on my $#!t list are the people who said they were coming and confirmed it, then blew us off. Those of you who declined up front (e.g., the Houstonians) or those of you who don’t live in the D/FW area are off the hook.

and frankly, even the miscreants are not really ON the hook, because I don’t intend to obsess about this.

Live a Lush Life
Da Chef

You mean there’s someone shorter than me?!

Ahh Chef… if only you weren’t married!

Chef reminds me of a beatnik teddy bear. :smiley: He is a big sweetie, and cute too. And he dances… I don’t know about the rest of you ladies, but in my experience a man who dances is a rare treasure.

It was great fun talking with the FEW people who showed up (I’m not mad at y’all out-of-towners, or mr.john who had prior commitments) It was so nice to discuss stuff on the board without having to start “Well, there’s this column, and it has a message board…”

<font color=#B0B0B0>Hey Chef, I got an idea</font>

Adam Yax showed up near the end of the second set looking quite spiffy in high heels, a black leather mini-skirt & red bustier. We did feel that he needed to trim his beard a little bit though.

While mr. john couldn’t make it, at one point this computer rolled up to our table, displayed “hi, i’m mr. john’s computer”, then proceeded to make several wretched puns, pour a scotch & water into it’s floppy drive, then roll out the door again.

Yeah, that’s the ticket.

<font color=#B0B0B0>That will show them not to show up at one of our get-togethers. Chef, help me out on this</font>

Uhhh…yeah, that’s right. And shortly after that, metroshane came in wearing a “Mr. Furley from Three’s Company” leisure suit and got quite belligerent when the band wouldn’t play “Come and Knock on Our Door.”

Live a Lush Life
Da Chef

Oh, and did I mention that President Clinton was there with Monica Lewinsky, and he kept trying to get the band to play “Torn Between Two Lovers”?

Live a Lush Life
Da Chef

Sadly, no one seems to feel it necessary to explain themselves. Manners are at an all-time low in this country.

Live a Lush Life
Da Chef

Wow, so I’ve been promoted to no one. Groovy.

Why am I slowly getting the feeling that I’m glad my plans fell apart and I couldn’t make it?

Consider my explanation withdrawn. I’ll just go join all the other assholes.

Suzeanne, I am sorry you couldn’t make it. I was looking forward to meeting some more Dopers. It was a cool night, the band was great, and much fun was had.

And my brother’s handle is Rincewind. He’s posted all of . . . three times, I think. The scary thing is, he’s the talkative brother.

We should do this again. With more, you know, people. :wink:

Will work for sig line.

My son had an asthma attack and I was up at Medical City 'till 12:30. By that time it was to late to make it. Sorry. I said I’d be there and couldn’t make it, but I was gonna be there. Had a baby sitter lined up and everything.

-Jesus Saves
He passes to Mike Modano. THEY SCORE!!!

Suzeanne, get yer feathers down and pay attention: I already stated above that I was referring ONLY to people who said they were coming and confirmed, then didn’t show. You do not fit in that category, because you didn’t say you were coming. Are we clear now? I’m not talking about you in my post about the dreadful manners of the no-shows who aren’t even explaining themselves.

Nor, apparently, am I talking about Greathouse. Thanks for checking in and I hope your kid is okay.

Live a Lush Life
Da Chef

I made it up there around 12:30 and made one lap, which was hard as Hell to do! Good thing there was no fire 'cause everyone woulda died! While making my lap a friend saw me and made me do a couple of shots with her and her friends, so I was there for about an hour/hour and a half. I even had my camera, got a few nice shots.