that game reminds me of what my SO and I would do - ya know those hunks of wood w/ pictures on 'em and 3 inches of polysomethingclear ? Often with clock faces?
We’d check each booth of these to see if they were official, needing, of course:
John Wayne (preferably in a white cowboy hat)
Elvis (any pose)
A red corvette
The “footprints” poem
and of course,
Jesus.
and for your version, you need the large dog stuffing it’s nose up stranger’s crotches.
(don’t know that I can make this, gang, will keep you posted)
Okay, you’re scaring me now. Honestly, I’ve been thinking to myself, “What excuse can I come up with to dress up as Heidi or a Catholic School Girl*”? Since hubby isn’t into role-playing, the only option seems to be…
:cue dramatic music and thundering announcer voice:
Kendra, are you back already, or is it this weekend? If you are, call me tonight after 6.
Gee, that couldn’t have gone in an email or anything… :rolleyes:
A Halloween party sounds like great fun, but I wouldn’t be able to come, of course (insert juniperpoutinginmissouri.mov here). I was thinking about hosting a Doper Greed Party in Monroe between Christmas and New Years, though. Anyone care to destroy my home and drink all of our booze?
Since tomorrow is Saturday, I’ll probably spend most of the day here on the computer. So, anyone that has already asked for directions, be looking for them tomorrow. Anyone who hasn’t asked yet but needs them, email me at flintdope@hotmail.com.
I am going to be bringing my daughter with me. No, not the four-year-old. The 13-year-old. The one I relinquished for adoption at her birth. I haven’t seen her in a while (although we communicate pretty frequently, via phone & email), and I thought this would be a cool thing to do.
OK, so who’s going, who’s riding with whom, and who’s driving? I’m coming from Auburn (which is between Bay City and Midland) and will be heading south on I-75. Since (as previously stated) I drive a truck with room for only two people, I won’t be able to drive the car-pool, but in the interests of saving a little gas (and going with someone who knows where they’re going), I’d like to join up with somebody.
BunnyGirl, should I assume you’re taking I-69 to I-75/US-23. If Persephone is picking up her daughter, maybe we could link up at some place with a safe parking lot…
mrblue, yeah, I can pick you up somewhere. I’m taking I-96 (not 69 - where’s your head ) down to 23. Just let me know where to pick you up. Is there a shopping center near that intersection? I’m not real familiar with the area.
TO GET TO BRIARWOOD MALL: From 23, take I-94 towards Chicago (west). The very next exit (I think) is the State Street Exit. When you get to the end of the exit ramp, the nose of your car will pretty much be pointing into the mall (albeit across a 6-lane road).
That’s what I get for using the map in my head… I guess for some reason I thought you’d like 69 better.
I won’t be saving much if we try to link up; I’d be better off trying to catch a ride with Persephone from Flint. Maybe I can leave my truck at her place if she’s got room in her car for me.
mrblue, you are welcome to ride with me, and leave your car here if you like. After all, I do owe you one.
I will be travelling down US-23 as well. That’s how I get to my daughter’s house. She’s off the expressway a bit, but not too terribly far. So if you folks want to hook up someplace before that, you can follow me to her house (trust me, her parents won’t mind), and we can head to Briarwood from there.
Sorry I didn’t get the directions out on Saturday like I said I would. The weekend got busier than I’d planned, and today wasn’t any better. Oy.
Wait a second. Am I going to be the only guy going to this thing? gulp I am strangely reminded of this particular scene…
“We were in the nick of time. You were in great peril.”
“I don’t think I was.”
“Yes, you were. You were in terrible peril.”
“Look, let me go back in there and face the peril.”
“No, it’s too perilous.”
“Look, it’s my duty as a Knight to sample as much peril as I can.”
“No, we’ve got to find the Holy Grail. Come on!”
“Oh, let me have just a little bit of peril?”
) down to 23. Just let me know where to pick you up. Is there a shopping center near that intersection? I’m not real familiar with the area.