Dear Diary,
This Saturday I attend my first Dopefest! I am sooooo nervous. My mind reels with questions. Will I be able to find the restaurant? Esprix kindly provided a map but maybe I should leave an hour early in case I get lost on the way. What if there is traffic? You can never tell about I-5 these days, what with all the out of town dopers coming down. Would it be tacky to arrive early? Or should I arrive at about 15 minutes after the official start so that I don’t seem too anxious? Will I be able to spot the group in the restaurant? I have never met any of these people before (I think). What if I end up at some 7-year old’s birthday party by mistake? Should I wear my bunny ears upon entering the restaurant or don them as soon as I get out of my car and walk proudly across the parking lot with them twitching in the breeze?
What will I wear? Something clean of course. Maybe I’ll even iron something but it has to stand up to spilled ice cream and hot fudge sauce (with nuts, sprinkles, heath bar chunks and of course a cherry). What will I order? I haven’t been to Farrell’s in a million years. Do they still have the Gastronomical Delicatessanal… (something) sandwich? Maybe we aren’t eating dinner at all and will head directly to the dessert? Do they still have the Mt. Helix? I had a Mt. Rainier once in Washington state and nearly died. Mt. Rainier is a much bigger mountain than our local hill euphemistically call Mt. Helix. Will they beat the drum when they deliver our orders and parade them around the room for maximum embarrasment? I hope so!
There are so many people coming to this Dopefest. Scout1222 thought it up and Esprix took over the planning. There will be at least one Mod! What will we talk about? I’m such a newbie that I will probably say something stupid like, “So Coldfire where are you from?” What if I can’t remember who everyone is and what they are (in)famous for? What if no one will deign to talk to the likes of me? I’ll just have to sit and eat my ice cream in silence (except for the slurping noises). What if they are all a bunch of elitist jerks? What if they stick me with the check? Maybe I can join the 7-year old’s birthday party in time for pin-the-tail on the donkey.
So many questions, so little time to do user profiles. I guess I’ll just have to wing it!
Anyway, dear Diary, I will write in detail to let you know how it went.
Yours truely,
Encinitas
Note to self: as I am lactose intolerant, be sure to take plenty of lactaid beforehand (if you know what I mean).