And quite the comfy lap it is,Dave!
Johnathan, Wow! What a wonderful party, and you sir, are indeed a most impressive host. It was great seeing the people we knew and meeting the ones we didn’t, and if this experience didn’t scare you and your wife out of having large groups of Dopers at your house, Johnathan, we will be there for Halloween.
Wait . . . activgurl, which one were you? I know who theios was from talking about her screen name. I don’t remember you, though.
Anyway, yes I just woke up about 15 minutes ago. After dropping Sang and Captain Amazing off at Dunn Loring Metro, I dropped Neidhart at his house, which, it turns out, is not quite one mile from mine.
So thanks to Jonathan for a lovely time and child, and Lucretia and Bluesman for letting me hang with their kids (I love kids. Love 'em love 'em love 'em), and Doors for tolerating me and all my bad jokes and my analyses of various dopers who will not be named later:D
And Doors: apparently we were both [url-“http://www.baseball-almanac.com/piwins4.shtml”]wrong, though I don’t place a whole lot of credence in a site that misspells pitchers’ names. Chesbro had 41 (NY, AL, 1904), Walsh 40, and Walsh holds the record for innings in a season, modern-day (464 in 1908 for the White Sox).
And it was also lovely to meet Neidhart (who knew we lived so close?), Sang (who does not live nearly so close to me as NeidHart), and whoever else I’m forgetting.
And Geobabe, I owe you a punch, or do you owe me one? We’ll resolve that next time;) Perhaps Bluesman should bring his gun:)
Well, I’m glad you all had a good time. I was stuck for seven hours editing a f*****g proposal that the jackasses at my company could have delivered to me on Friday! <I never get to have any fun>
I think I owe you one, since you left a bruise, ya little peckerhead.
Nice to meet all of you too, eh!
'Twas a pleasure to meet all of you again, though next time I seriously doubt I’ll be up for a game of volleyball.
Offical verdict (after five #*&(@(* hours waiting in the hospital emergency room)- I’ve probably torn something in my ankle. I’m in a cast, on crutches, and get to see an orthopedist this week to see exactly what the damage is and how long it’ll take to recover.
Nonetheless, Mr. Chance throws an excellent party, and I’ll probably be there for Halloween, assuming I can actually walk by then.
Then you can punch me for a while. Didn’t mean to bruise . . . 
[sub]How big is the bruise?[/sub]
Sorry about the ankle, John - hope it recovers quickly.
Jonathan, you and your lovely wife threw one hell of a party, and I had a great time! I’m gonna have to talk the wife into coming out there for Halloween.
God DAMN am I sore.
The party ended 19 hours ago and we’re still blowing off clean up duty. Wouldn’t you?
Airman Doors, much thanks for the 15 dollars you so unwisely bet the master of 80s tunes. I used them for carousel rides for Kate today at the mall after dropping off Jay and Pauletta at the bus station.
John, what can I say? It ain’t a party until there’s an injury. Hey, my head still hurts.
I’m glad everyone came. We all had a good time and met a bunch of new people. If that ain’t worth it, I don’t know what is.
The Halloween Costume party will be Saturday, October 27, 2001. Also beginning at 2PM. And the costumes are required.
See you there!
O my head! Some advil please!
Oh, and let me just chime in here…
What’s a mime supposed to sound like?
“Wait!”
“What?”
“Do you hear that?”
“What?”
“Mimes! I can hear them around the bend!”
Yeah, great party man! We had fun meeting all the nice folks (dopers and non-dopers alike). What must all of those poor non-straightdope folks think of us anyway. The most common form of greating was “Howdy, I’m XYZ. Are you a doper?”
Don’t think for even one second that I’m done with you. In case you’d forgotten, I was quite the match for you. Next time you ask the questions so I can take you to the cleaners.
Punha, I got the year, the player, the team, and the league right, so ha. I also knew about Ed Walsh, by the way. So, can you name the entire starting lineup of the 1961 Yankees? No? Didn’t think so. 
And John Corrado, I’m sorry to hear about your ankle. Hope you feel better soon.
One last note and I think it’s time to put this thread to bed…
Our count so far (on cleaning up)
4 bottles of wine
87 beer bottles
more than 100 cans of soda
You people are like alcohol locusts!