Hard to believe…
Hmm . . . considering I’m due for about 15 punches from you, it really wouldn’t take much to extend that . . .
If all goes according to plan, Anniz, who should be back in the country by then, and I will not make that Dopefest.
And we have a perfectly good reason, too: check the sig. 
:o 
I’m really looking forward to meeting you, RT
Aaaiiight, kids, here’s the dealio:
Date: Still Sunday, July 15, 2001
Time: 1 PM at the restaurant, cake and ice cream at my home afterward
Location: The Tortilla Factory, 648 Elden St, Herndon, VA Map
Featuring witty repartee, off-color remarks and bon mots from:
Weirddave (and his dead fish)
iampunha (who will be beaten senseless at some point during the festivities)
RTFirefly (Firesign Theatre fan)
Hamadryad (pray to the car gods she makes it)
Wendell Wagner (in the corner committing hari-kari)
dcnewsman (if he works up the courage to venture out to the far suburbs)
SuaSponte (the less said about him, the better)
Jonathan Chance, Mrs. Chance and Lil Baby Kate (we hope)
Montfort (who likes older women)
Nacho4Sara (formerly engaged to SuaSponte)
Lucretia (the oh-so-cool) and Bluesman (with his little ears perked right up)
Though we will be sadly missing Jess and dantheman.
Airman Doors, were you planning to attend? Do say yes.
As I mentioned earlier, I will email directions and contact info to those who have responded to the thread. If you haven’t responded but want to come anyway, email me at fob61190@juno.com.
Woohoo!
Ba-bump
That’s okay . . . I like pain. So after five or so punches I should start having lots of fun:D
Oh, BTW. The evil person in me is wondering if this place is metro-able. Bear in mind, in answering this question (whoever) that I walked seven blocks from Foggy Bottom to get to Garrett’s and I have no qualms with walking upwards of a mile and not more than two.
Well, I suppose it’s possible that there is a bus that runs into Herndon, but it’s not even remotely near the subway line.
I’m 25, so…
If you insist…
I will do everything I can to weasel out of work that day so I can make your little soiree (all I really have to do is call in, so it’s not that big a deal). However, since I don’t have any idea where I’m going, I’d need directions from Mechanicsburg, PA.
If you could somehow swing that, I’m game.
Done! Check your email.
One last weekday bump, just in case anyone didn’t get the word.
Sorry it took so long; I had to check some stuff.
It is with heavy heart and great sadness that I must announce my inability to attend. My Brother-IL is in town with his family. We will be spending Sunday with them before they leave. Unfortunately the hour of their departure, when compared to the onset of the festivities, makes my, Mrs. Spritle’s and BabySpritle’s (The Littlest Doper[sup]TM[/sup] attendance all but impossible.
Unless any of you have a time machine I could borrow…
[sub]Could somebody please give Geobabe the spankings for me? Don’t forget to tell me how it was. [/sub]
Ah, what the hell. After declining Dave’s 4th of July shing-ding, I felt guilty. Count me in (Dave, your money’s no good tomorrow).
Torilla Factory? I’m assuming a Mexican (at least generally Hispanic) theme? 'Cause I left my sombrero in Dallas.
ExTank? Really? WOOOOO!!! Email me if you need directions.
Oh, and yes, it’s a Mexican restaurant, but sombreros are not necessary.
Hope you have a fabulous day, hon!
Bring the high chair! We’re a go!
I haven’t been to the Tortilla Factory in about 10 years! As some of you don’t venture that far OUT to Herndon it’s pretty rare that we venture that far IN.
So I’m looking forward to seeing it. We may only stay for an hour or so (depending on Lil Baby Kate) but it’ll be great to see everyone.
Captain Amazing has just IMed me to indicate he wants to come, too. No word yet on if he’ll bring his small African nation with him, but since I’ve got the beast . . .
Patrick! Where were ya, bud? There we were, all lined up to pummel you, and had to settle for punishing the cake and ice cream instead.
Other than 'punha’s absence, the whole thing was tremendous fun, as always, and I hereby notify the DC/Balt/No.Va/Penn Dopers that the next Dopefest will be either on the 19th or 20th of August, location to be decided. The occasion is the trashing and torturing of our own Airman Doors, before he goes off to be trashed and tortured by the USAF’s best training instructors. All are invited, especially those with particularly devious and cruel minds.
Of course, that means I’ll be there!
We are at the moment awaiting the arrival of a tow truck to take away Airman Doors’ car, which has sadly lost its will to live. Perhaps it has simply decided it likes Virginia better than Pennsylvania. Who can blame it?
So pun, what happened to ya? We was all ready to put the hurt on ya.
Thanks again to everyone who attended! I had a fabulous time, and made my birthday one to remember.