What in the sweet name of Holy Me was I talking about earlier? I would LOVE to go. I’d love to drink, too, if any of you would be willing to violate a few laws or know of a ‘lax’ establishment… Though, as I said, transportation would be a problem. I’d probably be able to get a bus ticket down there, and I also need to check schedules, but if it’s a Friday I’ll definitely be able to swing it.
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
Smoove. What’s the protocol for this sort of thing? Do I walk in and say to the hostess, “Unca Cecil sent me?” Should I look for the people in the back with their hands locked around each others’ throats yelling, “Created!” “Evolved!” “Created!” “Evolved!”…?
“Are you frightened of snakes?”
“Only when they dress like werewolves.”
-Preacher
Surgosan: I think the date manhatten suggested was the 15th, which is a Saturday. And we’re having dinner at a non-bar to allow us youngin’s the ability to share in the merriment.
Biggirl
Billdo
Blue twylight
Democritus
Fillet
Green Bean
Lux Fiat (Mystery Guest)
manhattan
psycat
Saxface
Surgoshan
Swimmingriddles & a crabby friend
Ukelele Ike
Looks great. I’ll bump the thread when we get closer. xoxo
Manhattan and Uke: Since the three of us know each other really well, let’s get there early. Then we can get a group of tables and accost all the people who come through the door. The secret reason will be to start pounding beer before all the others get there so they’ll think we got drunk on three or four beers.
By the time SwimmingRiddles and her friend get there, Uke won’t be able to utter more than, “Ughhh Jmmllllll Slooet.”
Well, my name’s Steve, and I’ve been posting since last September, first under the name Rodimus, then Uncle Thomist, and now the one to the left there. That’s the permanent one, 'cause I like it.
Oh, and I’m a Libra, and I like piña coladas and getting caught in the rain.
“Are you frightened of snakes?”
“Only when they dress like werewolves.”
-Preacher
This has been killing me. I wasn’t gonna ask, I was gonna wait until the Fest to see. But I gotta ask.
Uke and Sax, do I know you?
I’ve been to Loki a few times (found it too loud for getting together with friends, although the seats in back are ultra comfy) I’m always at The Gate (people there are beginning to get kinda uppity tho). I met the owner of Loki at Harry Bowden’s late one night.
I’m not a barfly, I swear, I’ve just been to quite a few.
My husband is on the FAC board of directors and in the Prospect Park Alliance, so I know plenty of people there. PS 282? Park Slope Middle School? Downstairs Barnes and Noble’s?
I don’t think it’s possible to get Uke pissed off, unless of course you are a gun-totin’, Ronald Reagan-votin’ conservative republican. Then it doesn’t matter what you do; he’s pissed naturally.
So is just anybody welcome? If not, how do you get to learn the secret handshake & be considered a part of the gang?
Do I need to go to the graveyard at midnight and dig up three bodies? Run the gauntlet and swear a blood oath? Sacrifice a couple virgins? Drive at night with no headlights off and shoot anybody who signals me that my lights are off? (y’know, that really happened to this girl that works with a guy that knows my cousin’s boyfriend’s sister-in-law)
I’m game.
There are no dangerous weapons,
Only dangerous men.
Biggirl, I don’t think I know you, but I might have seen you! I hang out at Loki very often - in fact, I was there last night from 8:30 - 1:00! I’m usually at the pool table, hanging out with the electricians (Aaron, Brendan and Steve) or Larry from Long Island or Danny from Jamaica or the paralegals, Tommy and Joe.
Next time you go there, check the pool table chalkboard for “Mel” - that would be me.
Joe_Cool, of course you are welcome to come! It’s a free country, man.