Trust me, you wouldn’t want to meet me. 
The difficulty with threads like this is that it makes me realise there are very few I wouldn’t want to meet (there are some where we would have nothing in common) and if I list a few then I realise after that there are a stack more I should have listed. And the beat goes on…
There are countless Dopers I’d like to meet, for so many reasons. Just off the top of my pointed little head, I can think of: Bricker, What Exit?, Diogenes, Starving Artist, Clurican, OpalCat, twicks, Sampiro, Skald, Baker, 'luci…
(deep breath)
Rick, Cervaise, ivylass, chowder, Giraffe, Really Not All That Bright, Mr. Bus Guy, Der Trihs, Siam Sam, Tokyo Player, Martini Enfield, China Guy…
and even departed Dopers like Reeder and Rue and…you get the idea. For so many reasons and in so many ways, Dopers are weird and “special” people, and I’d like to meet most of you some day.
As I love to make kites, I’d like to meet many of the “sewists & crafters” on the SDMB. To name just a few of the many; Alpine, dangermom, maggenpye, Flutterby, elenorigby and many more.
I realise that my kitemaking probably doesn’t have a lot in common with a lot of their crafts, by I also measure, cut and sew like they do.
My material is different, (ripstop nylon—that comes in so MANY wonderful colours), and I do my cutting with a hot knife and assembly with the help of a hot tacker, though the end result is really something nice to see.
I make and fly mostly single-line kites, especially box kites.
For many years I used a 45 year old Pfaff sewing machine, and it made many fine kites before it finally pooped-out!
There are many other fellow Dopers that I’d like to meet, and the list would be happily quite long.
Oh. And this:
As much as I haven’t gotten into a lot of disagreements here, there are a few I have. I tend to argue for or against a thought, not a person. So a few of the people I have had little flashes with, I’d really like to meet. Some were mild disagreements or misunderstandings, and a couple were tossing gauntlets and pacing 20 paces to turn and fire. But the exchange of ideas has always opened my eyes.
Hey alice_in_wonderland,
I don’t post enough for people to realize how incredibly boring I’d be to actually know.
However, some of my very favourite people are big fat bitches. Let’s have lunch.
Now see, for all the folks that felt left out that you weren’t mentioned specifically, you ought to try being the OP and going, “Dang. My name’s right there at the front and still nobody hardly mentions me.”
< insert joke about chopped liver here >
Needless to say, it’s been a good dining experience on humble pie. 
I just thought it went without saying that we’d all like to meet the person who inspired the thread (did that dig me out? )
Weird thing is,** faithfool**, I hadn’t even noticed it was you who started the OP and you still came to mind.
We in the Netherlands are rather boring, you know. We’re just like Americans, really. Only, we’re Dutch.
And for Robot Arm, my favourite Bostonian, thanks! I loved the new look you showed us a while ago in those pics of you on that sailing boat! [Paris Hilton]Hott![/Paris Hilton]
Sophisticated, moi? :: picks nose with pinky daintily held high::
I’d just like to point out that possessing a widely recognized truncated nickname surely signifies widespread, nearly universal, approval and admiration. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.
Oh Inigo. I almost missed this one!
I think our science experiment needs more research before sending it to Mythbusters, don’t you?
I’m not going to make a list, but I will say that I have PM’ed several people in the last few months that I always was a little shy to do so, and every one of them has responded positively. I like to think I’ve made a few friends in the process.
Go ahead, PM people! Do it over a specific post of theirs you liked. Or a joke. Or a comment. I bet it will go well.
I have always had a fear that there will be an air of uncomfortability at a Dopemeet. We would feel like complete strangers to eachother. Specially as we’re Brits and therefore less open/warm/outgoing than our American fellows.
That’s why I always show up wasted before I even get there.
Oh my god, no you are not. I mean, I beg to differ.
First, the only really boring thing about the Dutch is (sorry, you made me say it) the birthday parties. Bor.ing.
Other parties are interesting, including Carnaval parties – the last one I attended involved a lot of very drunken Dutch guys in full costume loudly singing that toddler classic, “Head and shoulders knees and toes” (only in Dutch, which goes, Hoofd en schouder, knie en teen) while playing something that looked very much like Twister. But birthday parties? Forget it.
Second, the deceptive thing is that you look very much like Americans on the surface. But really, beyond this tissue thin layer of appearance, you are so not like Americans…the English, they are. (Wait, maybe that’s the other way round). The French, sure, I can see that. But the Benelux? Some days I think it’s a different planet which looks deceptively like our own.
If I ever get my Dutch driver’s licence (another example of how you are so not like us, how can it be conceivable that you can fail your driver’s test for driving in a perfectly legal but nevertheless impolite way?) I shall come visit you and bounce your young one on my knie, er, knee, and you will offer me one cookie (be honest, you know you will, lol, the One Cookie phenomenon is much discussed amoung expats) and we will have a great time and resolve all the cosmic issues of our time. And you will in the end think that I am from Mars or somewhere.
What’s with the funny hats?
This gratuitous insult gives you a license to make one (1) insult in return about Arkansas, the South or Short People.
Q.E.D.
I’ve always wanted to see the face of this doper who seems to know everything it is possible to know.
