I had a (all-too-brief) blast meeting you all, especially Ukelele Ike and Vix.
Personal aside:
Hey, Vix – how’my gonna send you that song about RI I promised you? Send me your email or som’in.
Am I infamous yet?
I would like to note, for the record, that I got absolutely no play from Lux Fiat, and boy did I try. Well, I got a little play outside, but it wasn’t the play I wanted. 
And once he hightailed it up the street searching for a cab, I woefully declared that, “Steeeeeeve is goooooone!” for Biggirl and BeerChick and all of lower Manhattan.
Also:
Pshaw. I saw more action Saturday night than I have in months.
This leads me to conclude that DoperBoys and easy.
Oh yeah, I found some more crumpled dollar bills, so all told I made about $8 dancing on the bar. 
I think you know what I meant. 
[stage whisper]
Pssst! stuyguy! Check my profile…
[/stage whisper]
Don’t worry. We have pictures.
Me too. Thanks to the ladies . . .
No arguments here. . . At least not from me.
Tripler
"Pssst! stuyguy! Check my profile…"
Akkk… I thought I had and it came up empty. Sorry, mornings are not my sharpest times.
Dude, you got there kinda late! What time did you show? I think you missed all the fun . . .
Tripler
A SaxFace sighting! Dancing on a table top, no less!
Has anyone bid on the movie rights yet?
No, but there is an MPEG out there. I particularly like the crotch-grabbing part . . .
Tripler
Okay, first off, the reason it took me an hour to find Trip was because he didn’t tell me to look INSIDE the train station. So clearly, it’s his fault.
Second, YOU WROTE DOWN MY DRIVER’S LICENSE NUMBER??? Y’all are FREAKS! And while you didn’t find contraband, I sure had a hell of a lot of medicine in there.
Third:
Erm…no comment. 
Oh no you don’t! I told ya I’d be in the waiting room with my NJ Devils jersey on!
Nope, no medicine. We were going to take down your credit card numbers, but the “Voice of Reason” (read Swiddles) thought that’d be too much. . .
Yeah, um, me too. No comment. 
Tripler
Good times. . .
We don’t morally censure, we just want the money.
Robot Arm? C’mere…WHAP!
And what money? I am but a poor analyst!
And just because I can, a smooch for Tripler.
I get a dope slap and Tripler gets a kiss, I am doing something seriously wrong here.
Falcon, the check for your table came and Swiddles went to find you at the bar. She came back saying you told her to get twenty dollars out of your purse. Curiousity ensued.
Tripler wrote:
"Dude, you got there kinda late! What time did you show? I think you missed all the fun . . .
Geez, Trip, I figgered What self-respecting NYC party starts before 9 or 10 pm?
Anyway, I got there shortly after the move to the Village Idiot – 8:00ish. Besides, I had a fine time – met a lot of the faces that belonged to the names, met Uke Ike (finally!), and saw the bartop Doper Dance episode.
Sorry I had to leave early though – I had a dinner engagement at 9:30.
I just knew I’d get more than the bunch on Saturday night . . .
In any case, we were paying the check, and Swiddles told us to look in your purse. I’m going to head back to Minot with your driver’s license to the Cop Shop and do a full background search. . .
Tripler
Scandal? What scandal?
I would remind andygirl of the picture of us . . .
But she’d probably say she was faking:(
I said see straight people kissing.
I was closing my mouth when we smooched, punha.
Hama and I both live in Richmond, but she’s 15 minutes closer to the train station.
Virginia? I came from New Hampshire! 8 hour drive. Grumble grumble grr. <glares>