DC Dopers welcome pldennison meeting notes! (There goes the neighborhood...)

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Considering this was such a last minute thing, I was so happy when the guest list had the following luminaries (in alphabetical order):

aenea
Falcon
John Corrado
Kyberneticist
pldennison
Satan
SqrlCub

As the hour of 7:00 approached, a huge storm with bitchin’ lightning struck. It was an omen, and probably my fault.

Anyway, some quick descriptions and impressions:

aenea showed up last, but she was coming from Raleigh on no notice, so she was forgiven. She is a bad-ass. If I was ever in a street fight, I would want this former biker babe on my side. She handled an evening with a bunch of geeks nicely, however.

Falcon I have met before. She is a sweetheart, even if she hit me way too much. She curled her red locks for the occassion, and the rain did nothing to dampen it.

John Corrado did not look like what I expected, a bit older and more dignified, but was as funny as I anticipated. Turns out both he and I worked in the same shopping center we were eating at at the same time.

Kyberneticist was a fellow longhair, even if he IS Canadian, so that meant he was cool. He also was appropriately reverent to the board legends at the table, always a plus.

pldennison was with his lovely wife, both of whom I have supped with before. Phil is a great guy, totally hilarious, and exactly like you’d expect from his online persona. His wife is totally cool, and she BETTER start posting here, because she is funny and smart as well! You can tell they both love each other very much.

Satan is a dick who was probably too loud and monopolized the conversation.

Finally, SqrlCub, frankly, is adorable - the only way to describe him. He was there with his boyfriend, and both of them were funny, animated and quite gay. :smiley: Seriously, he is a totaly cool guy, and it was great talking with him about old metal and punk bands.

We were at the Thai restaurant from 7:00 to 10:30 or so, talking about all things Doper, getting some folks caught up to board gossip they missed out on, and generally being VERY FUCKING LOUD!

Some topics that came up included “People we most hate on the board,” its converse “People we most like,” “Martyrdom Bullshit,” “Board Hiatuses,” “Favorite Flames,” and of course, “Satan’s Ass.”

Best joke was when SqrlCub was telling a story about a friend who got fired from the circus. “How do you get fired from the circus?” I wondered, and John Corrado replied, “With a cannon!”

Falcon beat me up with every risque, of-color or slightly un-PC comment, and my shoulder is still bruised. I’m glad Drain bead will be at the NC Dope Com to protect me! :wink:

aenea was amazed at how geeky we all were. We were talking about our “one or two” pot smoking experiences, and she was like, “I put one out when I pulled into the parking lot outside.” She also made me pose for an ass picture… sigh

Overall, a good time was had by all, so good that I didn’t remember to ask even ONCE about how everyone thought the food was (I thought it rocked, but the place was my idea).

In a nutshell, I loved the DC Doper folk. Such a diverse group would be hard to find, with the common denominator being everyone was NICE. It’s nice to see that Phil has so many cool people around him who will help him and his relocation there.

After the restaurant kicked us out, we walked over to the Ruby Tuesday’s for some drinks. aenea, who had to split to go back to Raleigh, and Kyberneticist, who is a poor college student and as such begged off, dd not make the trek, but the rest of us did.

I shall let Falcon continue the tale…

Yer pal,
Satan

I HAVE BEEN SMOKE-FREE FOR:
One month, six days, 16 hours, 23 minutes and 24 seconds.
1467 cigarettes not smoked, saving $183.41.
Life saved: 5 days, 2 hours, 15 minutes.

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First off, I want to say that I first hit Satan because he said I was not a girl. So I was justified, dammit. :slight_smile:

Anyway, we all, upon Satan’s offer of buying the first round, headed over to Ruby Tuesday’s to continue being loud. Things looked bleak for a second when something about the fire code was raised, but we finally found seats at the bar and settled in.

We continued to discuss various Dopers, Satan’s underwear habits, the hole in Phil’s shirt, John acting like he was snorting cocaine (which REALLY freaked out the bartender), and the hell that is packing all yer crap so you can move. We also got to see the lovely dance stylings of the frat boys seated behind us.

Everyone bought a round, which ended up meaning we were all rather drunk by the end of the evening. Well, I was, anyway. 5 White Russians will do that to you. After the restaurant closed, we adjourned to the parking lot, where we continueed to talk for way too long on my hopes at getting a job, where Phil should move, and early metal music. The evening was abruptly ended (after several attempts had been made) by Mark, Sqrl’s boyfriend, saying “Start a thread! Let’s go home!” At that point we decided to leave.

And to prove what chat hos we are, Satan and I were both on IRC once we got home.

It was cool seeing people again and for the first time. Phil rocks, and will be a GREAT addition to the wacky DC Doper family. And special props go out to our bartender for putting up with us.

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and I had a great time. Thank you to all who attended. It was really nice to meet you all, and I hope I wasn’t too weird for you.

Satan, the food was excellent! You would have noticed if you had stopped talking long enough to see all of the empty dishes around you.

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And, as we talked at the restaurant, I have a picture available of the one, the only Satan’s Ass. It is quite interesting if not greasy. :wink: heheheh If you guys would like a picture, send me an email @ paganbearcub@hotmail.com. heheehheheheh.

Well, it isn’t really a picture of Satan’s ass. The Crisco’ed foot really fit though. It was quite surprising. Falcon would take particular note since we started talking about the Hanky Code ™ and decided that she would wear a marroon (is that one r or two?) hanky in her right back pocket. She is quite the wild vixen. You would never guess by first glance.

As for my impression of everybody: Satan, pretty much exactly as I expected (well, less evil). pldennison and his wife, Satan got that one perfectly. You really can tell that they love eachother very much. I hope that my bf and I will be that happy in 11 years. Falcon, I had met before and she really she be renamed Gossip’s at every opportunity Smurf. :wink: hehehehe Kyberneticist, was quite cool. We will have to find a way to keep him in our country and deprive Canada of such a nice guy. We hope to see him again at the other doper things. Aenea, was a surprise. I didn’t know she was going to be coming up from North Carolina. She reminded me of many of my older friends that I left behind when I moved up here. She is definately a free spirit, quite knowledgeable, funny as hell, and many varied life experiences. One that she shared that I don’t feel at liberty to share was quite interesting and involved a well known motorcycle gang. WOOHOO for you! And last of all, comes John Corrado. I know this wasn’t the order of their arrival but I had to take John last because he was incredibly funny and since he doesn’t hang around mpsims as often as those other intellectual threads, I wasn’t familiar with his style (when he pretended to snort cocaine we all sighed and said, “there’s a Republican for you. Democrats can’t afford those types of designer drugs.” or at least we would have if it would have been funny and appropriate at the time). I didn’t even know he was coming. It was quite nice meeting everyone except Falcon. :wink: hhehheheheheh j/k Love ya. :wink:

The evening ended with my honey saying, “start a thread” as Falcon mentioned. It wasn’t super late but we were all at the edge of alcohol and by the time we left we were sobered up fairly well. It was good that we left when we did. I know that Mark and I fell asleep almost immediately after getting home. We have to give props to the bartender. He was quite cool (very gay) and the older man (90% sure he was gay too) sitting at the end of the bar who looks like someone who sent me naked pictures of himself a long time ago. (I am not sure if it was the right guy, but the resemblance was uncanny.)

I am looking forward to doing the NC dope meeting if Mark and I are able to make it. We won’t do that crazy thing Aenea did (by the way, you ran off before you pulled all the poison ivy/oak/sumac from my lawn!). :stuck_out_tongue: We will stay in a hotel overnight. Many fun times were had by all.

BIG HUGS!
Sqrl

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aenea: Too weird for us? You could have had a third eye in the middle of your forehead, and it just would have made us reminisce about people we used to know with weird deformities. I knew this one guy with a heart condition, and one day…

Anyways.

The food rocked, the people rocked, and my car rocked a lot on the way in ("Of course the biggest thunderstorm all year rolls in just as I’m supposed to be arriving at a restaurant to meet Satan. Of course).

A good time was had by all, and all were mocked at some point or another.

I’d post more about what we talked about, but the conversation moved across topics like a steamroller, leaving flattened and discarded subjects strewn behind. In other words, we talked so much that I didn’t remember to take notes. Besides, it was somebody else’s job.

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So where are the pics?

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I am getting them developed today, and scanned in probably in a couple weeks when I am with Drain Bead. She has a scanner, and my employers seem to have destroyed theirs…

:mad:

Yer pal,
Satan

I HAVE BEEN SMOKE-FREE FOR:
One month, six days, 17 hours, 57 minutes and 11 seconds.
1469 cigarettes not smoked, saving $183.74.
Life saved: 5 days, 2 hours, 25 minutes.

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Everyone was so cool. I had , of course, met the Dark Prince before, but this time he used my shower (hence the sig), and he was just as loud and funny as I remembered.

The thunderstorm that night was fantastic. Leigh-Anne and I were sitting in our car outside 7-11 waiting for Satan to get some film when there was a HUGE thunderclap, and all the lights went out in the 7-11. The punchline is, and I shit you not, when they came back on, their clock was flashing 12:00. The next morning when we were leaving the hotel, there were several big trees down on US1, and one big one split right in half.

Falcon, who I was supposed to call Friday night but we didn’ get in until 11:30, is a sweetheart, even if she isn’t a girl. She can put away those White Russians, though!

John Corrado is indeed a funny, funny guy. Amazingly, he has more hair on his head than I do, which is funny if you’ve seen him.

Aenea was way cool. She just had this totally cool air about her, and she blew in and out of town like the wind, man.

Sqrlcub and Mark are great, but won’t tell me what the brown hanky connotes. Sqrl knows some damned interesting people, though.

Kyber is a rotten, stinking Canuck. No, he was cool, and put up with a lot of newbie-bashing at his expense.

Satan, you’ll love this one: On the way home, we saw a big billboard on the Pa. Turnpike reading, “Consider this a sign from God. Call 1-800-JUDAISM. From your local American Jewish Bookstore.”

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Damn. I’m sorry I missed this. I had no idea this was going on. I’d have been happy to show up for a drink and welcome the dennisons to the neighbourhood. Next time I guess.

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My sentiments exactly. Dopers and Thai food - life doesn’t get any better than that! When’s moving day, Phil?

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DC Dopers Welcome to Town Greatly Appreciated
Or, “How Phil’s Wife Came to Love Thai Food”

Dopers Date, May 13th, 5:20 pm…

It’s a very perverse pleasure to say that I’d met Satan before. It was in a little deli in an artsy community just outside Cleveland, Ohio. He was an amusing fellow in spite of the dark goatee and long black hair [or is that because of goatee and long black hair? :)]. In any case, when he learned the P AND the L in PLDennison were heading to D.C., he pulled out all but 2, no, make that 3 stops to make them feel welcome.

That’s where I come in…I’m “Phil’s Wife” also known as Peta Tzunami (with a “Z”). After arriving in Virginia, I first saw Satan Saturday morning (having taken a great risk at waking him up and attempting to acquire his “services” to make a deal in obtaining an area apartment). After trying all day to procure a place, we had zero…zilch…to show for it. That evening, before the Dopers Gathering, we made a deal to let Satan use our shower (almost miraculously Monday morning we found ourselves with an apartment offer in Alexandria…hmmmm?)

Anyway, arriving at the little Thai food restaurant around 7:05 pm [or 12:00, 12:00, 12:00, 12:00 if you believe the blinking Seven-Eleven store clock], I was enthusiastically…warmly…okay, haphazardly greeted by many…several…okay, okay, a few dopers. Soon thereafter we were joined by a few more dopers (at least one of them was a woman). I was treated like one of “the gang” all evening until my sides hurt (no, actually, after that too).

I had never felt so loved…in public, at least (okay, maybe I have, there was that one time that Phil and I…but I digress). And so, after much encouragement by the SE/DC dopers with which I’ve just made acquaintance, I decided I’d give the SDMB a little read (besides I’m sure I’ll have to defend myself at SOME point—can’t let Phil’s Wife’s Husband do all my defending for me).

As for meeting everyone, I didn’t have pre-existing conditions on any them so they all met my exceptions. PLDennison and I were, of course, exactly as I had expected us to be.

Now…I told you all that so I could tell you this…I wish to publicly thank the SE/DC Dopers for the great evening! Thanks for the laughs, the drinks, the food, the drinks, the support, the drinks…you’ve already made D.C. seem like a great place to live.

Yours occasionally,
Peta, the Stampled One

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Hey! Phil’s Wife, how the hell are ya!

I just wanted to be the first to greet you. I like the way you write, madame…hope to see more of you 'round here.

Congratulations on your new place, both of you. Hope you have nothing but great times there.

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YAY!

Don’t be a stranger, please…

Yer pal,
Satan

I HAVE BEEN SMOKE-FREE FOR:
One month, six days, 19 hours, 43 minutes and 6 seconds.
1472 cigarettes not smoked, saving $184.11.
Life saved: 5 days, 2 hours, 40 minutes.

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Sounds like you guys had a great time.
The next time I am out visiting I will look ya all up.

Welcome Petra, judging by that hillarious post, I hope to see ya lots around here!

You two enjoy the Metro DC area, its a fun place to live.

pat

PS:
You can find Cecil in the DC City Paper. The best free weekly I have had the fortune to experience.

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Thanks for the greetings, pricciar and ChrisCTP! And Satan, get thee behind me. :stuck_out_tongue: …I hadda promise not to use “Phil’s Wife” or get stampled. [J/K]

Yours occassionally,
Peta

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:confused: I guess I missed my invite… that’s what I get for tossing my third class mail in the trash without looking at it.

I’m gonna have a dopfest next weekend at an undisclosed location and not invite anybody, so there.

Rasberries :frowning:

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Opus -

Don’t feel bad - it was a hasty, thrown-together-at-last-minute kinda thing. We still love you! :slight_smile:

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:wally :wally

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DNFTT. (another silent bob imposter)

Check register date (real bob = 21 June, bad bob = 28 June)

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It sounds wonderful. I wish I lived closer.
Maybe you guys couyld video tape it next time?
Actually, we may be goin back to Cuyahoga soon, so maybe we could actually someday make it down, If anyone wanted us to…