Bitchin’ Camaro, man. That’s great! Many thanks. There weren’t any more vacancies at the B&B, so I just made reservations at the Days Inn.
FWIW, I’m not planning on doing any puking. I’ll refuse to drive my car if I’ve had more than 2 drinks.
Thanks to Geobabe for the offer as well!
Okay, this is my RSVP- I’ll definitely be there, along with my SO Rebecca. And hopefully, I will not have to be bodily carried away this time.
Hey, it’s not fun until someone suffers a soft tissue injury!
At least you got the hammock to yourself the whole night, right?
DAMMIT! If only I had known sooner…
Urgh.
Now hear this. . .
There will be no, repeat NO, puking on the rich, supple leather upholstery of Zappo’s Custom Cruiser.
Those who feel it necessary will find themselves re-enacting the “Clark forgets to put the dog in the car” scene from National Lampoon’s Vacation.
Either that or hanging from the roof rack.
Zappo
Proud owner of the Tiltin’ Hilton
I’m astonished. All I own is a truck.
And do you have to flaunt it in our faces everytime we talk?
Geez, some people have no consideration for others…
Well, I’m definitely coming. I’m Robin, mistress of birthday and tea cakes, whiny Pit threads and Airman Doors’ SO.
I hope that’s one less headache for you, Jonathan. 
Robin
So we’re two days from the party! Who’s dying of excitement?
A few points:
The Lineberry’s have once again graciously allowed us to use their lot across the road for parking. God bless them.
It’s going to be cold. Bring some warmer back up clothing, children.
bouv, better tell me how to find you when I’m in Leesburg on Saturday.
Need to find us the day of the party? Here’s my phone number: 540-668-6514.
Any last minute questions?
JC,
While I regret I won’t be there, don’t post your phone number man. Anyone wants it, let them email you.
Is linguine the thick noodle or the thin one?
If red wine is for beef and white whine is for fish, what do you drink with pork?
A train leaves Chicago at 2:43 p.m. heading due South…
And I might note this:
<cues ominous music>
If you like our house…
Get your fill of it now.
<fades out>
<Zappo chuckles to himself as he thinks about MsRobyn having to fit the 5-pound plastic barrel of Utz sourdough pretzels he bought for her in the overhead compartment. . .>
Bwahahahahahahahaha!
Jonathan, the Tiltin’ Hilton is my station wagon. I’d bring my Cadillac but it’s going to be cold and right now the heater is on the fritz. Besides, I don’t want Aguecheek yawning in Technicolor all over the damask upholstery. 
Zap-A-Rino
I am really looking forward to seeing Dopers in the flesh this weekend. My BF is the sweetest guy for agreeing to go with me, so I hope y’all will make him feel welcome. (He doesn’t quite get the whole Doper thing, but he’s coming to please me.)
A little TMI there…
A little good news to go with the downer I posted a couple of days ago: hedra is really close to delivering her baby, and I’ve been picking up the ad-hoc babysitting (this, in addition to everything happening around my FIL’s cancer), so I’d have not been making it anyway.
Y’all have some fun for me, now hear?
lurker, I’ve posted it before. I’ve posted my real name. Hell, I’ve posted my address. I use my real email address in my profile. Hell, I’d post my social security number if there was good enough reason. I believe in the transparent society. No foolin’.
And we’ll try to make gobear’s BF happy at the party. We’re no weirder than anyone else. We just don’t hide it, do we?
Zappo, honey, a five-pound barrel of pretzels is NOTHING compared to the 24 glass bottles of Shiner Bock I’m bringing with me. 
Robin
So I'm a cynic :D. Just trying to help. My email address is real, tho. (OK, so I think I only have my first name in the header, maybe I'm a little paranoid, but they ARE after me...). Think only 2 dopers have my home phone, a couple more have the cell.
Damn, I wish I could go to this one…
Man alive, you try to be socially conscious, make sure you don’t endanger little children and fluffy little bunnies, and all of a sudden you’ve got a reputation as someone who can’t hold their own liquor. Hooboy. That stings, man.
Everything’s set to go, making last minute fixes to the costume, scarin’ the bejeebers out of myself looking in the mirror. Looking forward to meeting everyone there that I haven’t met before. Those of you I have met before…well, I’ll make sure I say hi.
Man, I thought I’d get people with that ‘scary house music’ thing.
Tough crowd.
Well, unlike last time, I have tested the massive mega-CD changer and with the new receiver it works like a charm. Let there be music.
I have emails out to Dave and Dave. Let’s see what they answer.
Is everybody excited?