I, of course, just realized that it is now… 1:22pm, and as soon as the I had finished eating the last bite of my sandwich, a little bell went off in my head and I thought “Hey! Isn’t today a lunch bunch day?” … ah well.
In the spirit of things though, I lay the blame entirely on panache
I have been charged with a duty, a special and noble honor…here goes:
“All you crazy MADs, put yourselves in gear and get ready for the best durn LunchBunch round these parts in a LONG time. We’re diggin up new Dopers, old Dopers, and all the ones slightly in between! For conversation, debate, and a decent sandwich, get yerselves all down to the McPherson Square Metro station at noon tomorrow. Come one, come ALL, it’s LUNCH BUNCH!!!”
It’s Small Press Expo week again! I’m up in Bethesda tomorrow volunteering my skills and services to get a bunch of self-publishing cartoonists set up and sell their wares. Keith “The K Chronicles” Knight and Stephen “Bob the Angry Flower” Notley are gonna be there. Yay!
Okay, as the official LunchBunch secretary (recently nominated and confirmed by myself) I declare this a 2-person Dopefest (Where 2 or more are gathered together in Cecil’s name…) and am switching location to Gordon Biersch in China Town, as TTO and I are splitting the difference between our respective working environments (note: “respective” not “respectful”) Anyway, this is a general notice to all and sundry who may show up late and/or not post promptly that Gordon Biersch is today’s location-
Thank you, you will now be returned to your regularly scheduled Doping!
Yipes, last week was chaos and rushing- let’s not do that again people…I take comfort in routine and tradition…THIS IS THE OFFICIAL Tuesday reminder brought to you by (insert info re: my position and how I got it, I hate to repeat myself you know!)
Lunching spot = McPherson Square
Restaurant = ABP
Date = 9-19-03 (This Friday for those of us who can’t count)
Time = High noon
Bring your hats, 6-guns, and some smooth one liners, OR cash for a sandwich and a funny story. Whichever.
I feel like we should hold a special Bunch just to spite Izzy (I have a few choice words for her!) How about this time we say, Cosi at noon, McPherson Square stop, please leave all 6-guns, hats, spurs, and other Western paraphenalia at home as it seems to anger the hurricane gods…
I’ll see if I can make it. If you regulars don’t mind an outsider. But the project I’ve been working on since July will be coming to a head next week so I may not be able to. We’ll see.
Soup,
“Chaps” may only be permitted if it is an abbreviated form of Chap-stick…please reference the above Western paraphanelia clause. Note: I will also be policing for any and all sorts of lariats and lassoes, so don’t be gettin’ cute Lunch Bunch!