Sorry to say that Sua and I won’t be able to make it either. Rats.
Enough with the attrition already!
I’m still in!
As for great nearby restaurants, I’d have to vote for
The Chicago Brauhaus.
Great German food, and a live band on the weekends.
Let’s try the link this way…
Thanks for the update. So far I still have Mr. Ruby at home (wheee!) so unless Uncle Sam says otherwise, he’ll be there too. (kicking and screaming, of course) 
Sadly, I’m out for this one.
Whoever invented money should be drug out into the street and shot.
Me not going. Sweet lno and dearest rrrrrrrubesbaby, thanks for saving me room in the hoopte. Have a great time wiffout me. 
Although there is a strange possibility that I will be there in mid-May, for work…
I know I posted in the last thread about my interest in attending, but I guess I must be among the invisible. Put me down on the list as a maybe at this point.
I didn’t confirm on the last thread, or any time that I can recall. I don’t believe I will be there, so best take off my name. Tanks!
Maeglin, I believe someone else confirmed on your behalf.
Yeah, it’s a real chore hanging out with Dopers and drinking alcoholic beverages and all. But that’s a grenade I’m willing to throw myself onto.
For you guys.
You forgot to mention the part about us “beautiful Doper wimminz.” If you show up for plov, and bring an item to share, we’ll consider forgiving you. If you can scrounge up some kumyss, you’re a shoo-in.
Hey YEAH! Rat bastard ass!
No kidding.
It was tough. To this day I’m still seeing a therapist to help me through my Post Traumatic Stress disorder of having to meet some pretty cool people and drinking beer.
Ah…
um…
aw crap…
I was, um, uh, so impressed by the collective wit and intelligence of the various Doper wimminses present that, uh, I didn’t even notice how unbelivably attractive you all were?
Did it work?
Okay, okay, okay, if I buy the first round of pear cider and fermented cow’s whatever, am I forgiven?
Fermented mare’s milk, you dope! Aren’t you paying attention? Haven’t you learned anything?
I’ll see your geekiness, and raise by the fact that I go there just to marvel at the coolness of the architecture!
I think the only proper method of repentance for Zanshin’s glaring omission is to have him stand in front of the bar with a sandwich board reading, “Big, Gay Fraternity Party HERE!”
But those sandwich boards are DRAFTY.
peeks in