In the spirit of the official countdown to a prior NYC dopefest, I hereby present the:
OFFICIAL COUNTDOWN TO NYC DOPEFEST VI: CHAOS AT CHUMLEY’S
Three Weeks and counting
When: January 6, 2001. 6:00 p.m. Eastern Standard Time (GMT -5)
Where: Chumley’s, 86 Bedford Street (corner of Barrow Street), New York, New York 10014
Note that this is an old speakeasy with an unmarked door.
For more info (including the history of the bar), click on their website: http://www.chumleys.citysearch.com/
Ask for “Cecil Adams” party.
Transit: Take the 1 train to Christopher Street/Sheridan Square, A-B-C-D-E-F trains to West 4th Street or the PATH train to Christopher Street.
Parking: Suggestions to follow.
Who: (so far) Alessan, Ankh_Too (offering sexual favors at low, low wholesale prices), Annie-Xmas, Biggirl, Billdo, Brachyrhynchos (bristlebeak), Cajun Man, capacitor, DAVEW0071 (your friendly neighborhood hired killer), delphica, DrMatrix, Falcon, Green Bean, Houseman, Lux Fiat, Maeglin, manhattan, MannyL, MerrySquirrels, Nacho4Sara, Rosebud, SaxFace, slowhand53, soulsling, stuyguy, SuaSponte, Swimming Riddles (she’s so swell), SwimmingGuest, THespos, Tripler, Tymp (his first drink’s on Wonko), Ukelele Ike, vix, waterj2, Wonko the Sane, Zebra
Possibles: andygirl, friedo, Green Bean’s husband, Little Nemo, lurkernomore, OpalCat, PattyCake, PattyCake’s boyfriend, RobotArm, Sakura, Undead Dude
Requested but not responding: Eve, iampunha, TubaDiva
Missing out on the fun: Surgoshan
Why: To fight ignorance (and kill a few brain cells along the way).
Today’s news update:
Welcome to the inaugural edition of Official Countdown to the January 6, 2001 New York City dopefest. In just three short weeks possibly the largest group of Straight Dope Message Board members ever will assemble at Chumley’s, a literary former speakeasy in Greenwich Village.
At our latest count, we have 36 people signed up to attend, with 11 more listed as possible. Our crack team of linguistic analysts has determined that of the screen names signed up, we have every letter of the alphabet represented except for E (but if Eve would only show up), I, J, K, O (unless OpalCat arrives), P (pending PattyCake), Q, X (can we count Annie-Xmas), and Y.
As an added attraction, Billdo has agreed to lead a museum tour that afternoon. So far, MannyL and soulsling have signed up, but e-mails and posts signing up for this important cultural event are expected to come pouring in (hint, hint). Details will be provided when they become available.
For our out-of-town visitors, several Dopers have offered couch or floor space for those who want to crash, including Biggirl, Billdo, Cajun Man & DrMatrix, soulsling and THespos. Please e-mail them directly to make arrangements. As a special bonus, guests at soulsling’s may be able to negotiate a space on his bed with him and his allegedly-bisexual 18-year-old girlfriend. (The management of this report takes no responsibility for any pipe dreams that may be burst as a result. On the other hand, Falcon has promised elsewhere to take her camera and scan in photos). In addition, our team of travel editors is preparing a report on New York hotel prices and availability for those of you who think you are too damn good to crash on our floors.
For those of you who are unsure of what goes on at such an event, we’ve recently had a roundtable discussion about the usual activities at New York dopefests. The dopefest planning staff has been roundly praised for its efforts at securing an appropriate goat for the initiation ceremonies in Chumley’s sub-basement. (I’m afraid, Falcon, that no matter how many dopefests you have attended elsewhere, you still need to go through the New York initiation. On the other hand, you will be relieved to know that since his recent banning, the Jack Dean Tyler ritual has been eliminated.)
Also planned for this dopefest is a report by DAVEW0071 on his poker night with the Queen of England (and whether he got inducted into the other order of the garter).
Manhattan will be paddled for his failure to spell Bleecker Street and his recent spamming of every forum of the boards. His punishment may be eliminated if he tells us about a convenient parking lot, as suggested by Biggirl. He could also suggest an after-Chumley’s watering hole. Cajun Man, on the other hand, will be unable to avoid his birthday spanking.
Ukulele Ike will put on his deerstalker cap and present the case of Green Bean’s missing grape tomatoes.
SaxFace has said that she will stop by “at least to say hi.” We all wonder if her stopping by will again include her finding a younger gentlemen, taking him off to a Latvian party, and returning him to us in a condition in which he can barely walk?
A call has gone out for volunteers to bring a tin foil hat for vix, who appears to be seeing mysterious advertisements for the “All Knowing, All Merciful” on the Straight Dope homepage. Oh, and vix, if your dog starts commanding you to kill people, please let us know so we can make, um, appropriate arrangements.
In upcoming events, the betting pool will soon be starting on the cheap and sleazy excuse that Eve will use to get out of this dopefest. Her prior excuse, an opium and group-sex party in Philadelphia, will not be accepted this time.
Special thanks, props, kudos and hugs to Wonko the Sane for thinking up and setting up this get-together.