the skeptic and I are free on August 15th. Catalyst, too, I’d expect. ARose might come along for the ride, too.
If me & the ol’ ball & chain can find someone to watch the rugrats, we might just jump on the scooters for a road trip. Somebody has to keep an eye on Slainte y’know…
I’d love to see you & Kat there, roadrunner70.
[sub]Keep an eye on me? If that ain’t the pot callin’ the kettle black, then I don’t know what is.[/sub] 
So, are we going to try to do this after all? Or has everyone given up?
I’m reviving this thread because I’m back in Columbia and it’s getting near the appointed date. Still any interest in having a SCDopefest?
I trust that by now everyone has directions, if necessary, made any lodging arrangements. I’ll be there probably between 7:00 and 7:30. The party will be under the name “Titanic.” I will be wearing a blue t-shirt with a black pelican on it. Hope to see youse guys there!
I think it’s kinda cute that Bruce_Daddy and Earl Snake-Hips Tucker want to get together. 
Wait wait wait…I didn’t even know we’d agreed on a place yet. Did ya’ll meet tonight or what?
But (::jerking thumb upwards:: ) I telegraphed where I would probably be on a Friday night. And I was. And I was wearing said shirt. And I was there under the name “Titanic” which is the name I always use at restaurants (if anyone wants the whole magilla on why, just let me know). And if anyone hadda shown up and axed the hostess for the “Titanic” party, they’da taken you right to me.
Man… I missed it?
New here and I’m from the mighty metropolis of Ridgeway. For those of you that don’t know, it’s about 20 miles north of Cola. Yes, the place with the gold mine.
Hey, Baggins111, I went to school (such as it was) in Winnsboro.
I’d like to know - what is it, a euphemism for going down? 
(Sorry, I have a one-track mind).
I’m convinced there’s a curse on ColumbiaDopes - they just never seem to occur. I would have driven up if one had been organized. Oh well, better luck next time.
Earl, I graduated Spring Valley in '88. Migrated out here (i.e. the sticks) about 8 years ago.
Going down where? I don’t get it. 
Nevermind. It was just my own take on (The Titanic) sinking = going down (oral sex). Obviously I have other things on my mind…
Carry On.
OK. 10th Grade algebra class ('75-'76). Two of classmates (Jerry Caesar and Tammy White) work part-time at TG&Y. For those of you not familiar with that chain, it was what used to be called a “dime store.” Sorta like a Kmart for small stuff. Before class started one day, they were chatting about their current manager who would be leaving soon. Jerry said that the new manager’s name was “Titanic.” Tammy said, “No way!” Jerry said, “I’m serious! His name is Titanic!” Well, time passed and the new manager did show up, but his name was most definitely not “Titanic,” although I don’t know what it was.
OK, fast forward ten years. I’ve left the small town and have moved to the big town. I have a roommate, and *we would go out to eat a lot. My roommate had a short one-syllable name that he didn’t particularly care for. Whenever he gave a name to a host(ess), he used the name “Rockwell.” He said, “It’s easy to understand, and no one ever asks how to spell it,” unlike his real name.
Now, fast forward another ten years. I also have a short monosyllabic name, one that is easy to misunderstand, and often gets misunderstood. I’ve even been misunderstood has having the last name of “Chew,” to which I tell the host(ess), “Ah so! Name Chew! Would rike a seat!” During this time, my new boss at work has a name very similar to one of the TG&Y managers from 20 years earlier (the one that “Titanic” was supposed to replace). I hadn’t really thought about that in a long time, but one night at a restaurant, after having my name misunderstood yet again, it hit me. . . “Titanic!” Yeah. It’s easy for a host(ess) to understand. It’s easy for me to pick out over a loudspeaker, especially if there’s a lot of background noise. No one ever asks how to spell it–and there’s never another “Titanic” party waiting for a seat! How could it lose. I also found out that hosts/hostesses remember it after only one time. Every time since, it’s “Good evening Mr. Titanic. How many tonight?” So, that’s the name I’ve used ever since. Hosts/hostesses remember me, and frequently bump me up in the line since they know what a good customer I am.
*We found out later that the wait staff at the restaurants we frequented thought we were gay, and were quite bewildered when they found he was engaged.
Thanks for the explanation, Earl Snake-Hips Tucker. I like my version better but I suppose yours is good too.
Yeah, your version was much better. . .
And a helluva lot shorter. I’ll have to keep that in mind if anyone ever asks again.
(BTW, the host staff members all know that’s not my real name. I’ve never gone into the whole story, just telling them instead, “It’s easier to understand.”)