1) Money
I don’t know about that, but I do know that a night of eating and drinking in NYC can get quite expensive. Maybe one of the NYC IRL veterans can weigh in on this**
2) Where to arrive in NYC?
Almost any bus you get to NY will leave you at the Port Authority bus terminal at 42nd and Eighth.
**3) Could anyone pick me up?[\b]
The Port Authority is on several major subway lines. I’m guessing from these questions that you don’t have a lot of experience in getting around in NYC. Though I haven’t discussed it with her, I imagine that my sister, Green Bean, will come in from her place in Jersey sometime that afternoon and hang at my place for a while. My apartment is a short subway ride from the bus terminal, and you could come up and hang out before the dinner, and we could ride down to Acme Eats together. E-mail me to discuss details.
4) When need I arrive?
I would guess late afternoon. 5:00 is probably optimum, but e-mail me with the schedule and we’ll discuss it.
5) When to plan to leave?
If you’re staying with SaxFace in Brooklyn, it should be an easy subway ride back to the bus terminal. I’m sure you’re not going to be getting up early, but any bus in the mid-afternoon would probably work.
(Billdo and I have a bad habit of volunteering each other for stuff…)
Surgoshan: I’d be happy to swing by the Port Authority and escort you to wherever you would like to go.
Billdo’s place is a fine place to relax and freshen up before the big shindig, or we could go straight to Acme Eats to take advantage of happy hour. I guess it depends what time you get in. Obviously, there is plenty to do in NYC.
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In shocking ending to a quiet weekend, SwimmingRiddles has announced that neither of the Riddles sisters will be attending the NYC get-together. The teeming millions have fallen into a state of shock and desolation. Grief counselors are being called in to address the post-traumatic shock. Questions are being raised as to whether the Dopers will be able to get over their grief by Saturday, though informed sources suspect that they’ll be able to get over it with the help of various intoxicating liquids. Some are taking hope in the suggestions that the Riddles sisters may be able to return to the City in May.
In happier news, Blue Twylight shot down an inadequate job offer, leading her to confirm her attendence at the get-together. She gave word, however on the mysterious San Franciscian, Martin. When asked to comment on this development, Democritus responded, “Woooo Hooooo!”
Brooklyn44 has been reported to be concerned about being perceived as a “stick in the mud.” In our survey of whether this was likely, 24% of respondents said “no way in hell,” 45% said “pretty bloody unlikely,” 30% said “naaaah,” and 11% said “get me another beer, wouldya.” Sampling error on this survey is 106%.
Surgoshan appears to be resolving his transportation difficulties, though he still remains in shock over the concept that the Dopers may actually be law-abiding.
All right, so I have a place to stay, people kind enough to pick me up and drop me off, and I know I’ll need money.
Do I need anything to protect me against the evils of the big city (drugs [hehe], thieves [got me a big stick here], and loose women [hehe])?
I think I’ll show up with a back pack. In it a pair of clean boxers, a tooth brush, and some tooth paste. Maybe some clean socks. ANd a book. And a few naïve college girls (snicker, right, there are any of those lying around).
Now to find out about the cost of a bus ticket.
Of course, there’s also Daniel and Zette close by, I think, if one of them happens to be heading to NYC and would, perchance, like to give me a ride, maybe? ahem
Now to check out the greyhound site…
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
Dum Dum Dummmm! It’s Super Green Bean! I’ll Protect You!
But seriously, folks, the only thing you need protection from in NYC these days is the mayor.
Except if you happen to be a brown-skinned human, of course. If you are, make sure to bring a kevlar vest and a riot helmet.
I take it you haven’t spent much time flying solo in the Big Apple, eh? Not to worry. It’s a piece o’ cake. Just don’t wear your diamond tiara on the subway.
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[Come on people, if you want a news update, you have to give me something to work with. Surgoshan’s been done twice, and I suppose I could do something with Super Green Bean, but it’d be a bit thin. Some help here, folks, please.]
O.K. Bill.
I went to Loki and saw Mel’s name on the pool chalkboard. For some reason I thought I should be looking for a man. Only recently have I figured out that Sax is a woman. So Sax, if you recently saw a very big girl with two burly guys at Loki, looking around the pool table in puzzlement, seeming to want to talk but not sure how to go about doing it – that was me.
Well, since my requests for an earlier meeting time were ignored, regretfully I’ll only be able to meet and drink with you all for only an hour or so. I have to attend a bitchin’ birthday party that evening. So everyone, show up on time so I can meet you, dammit.
Surg, I sent you an e-mail about the sleeping arrangements.
Also. . .
What if SwimmingRiddles brings her unfriendly friend? I, for one, would not mind CrabbyRiddles if I get to enjoy the company of Swim. How 'bout it Swim?
BigGirl: see my last post in this thread. Instead of partying down with the some-times law-abiding SDpers, I will be doing a case study and laundry all weekend, because both my rides backed out. Feh.
A little persistance goes a long way. Announcing:
“I go on guilt trips a couple of time a year. Mom books them for me.” A custom made Wally .sig!
The boy has been doing pretty well. He’s been staying out of trouble and was at NYS National Geographic Bee (representing our county of Kings) in Albany last Friday. The top 10 out of 100 get to go D.C. for the nationals. He came in 16th and was really bummed.
Lately he has been giving me lotsa hugs and love. I wonder what he’s up to. . .
You’ve done it Bill. Now I can’t stop posting to this thread.
I had an idea for a fun field trip on the Third Annual Dope and Dining Do.
Let’s go en masse, to the nearest chain bookstore, ask for 3 copies each of Eve’s book. If they don’t have enough in stock we’ll cause a major disturbance. We should get the newspapers in on it. Think of the headlines.
Dopers Rampage Border’s. Eve Holden to Bring Pizza with Anchovies to Rikers.
I’ve been enjoying Bildo’s update posts and feeling vaguely guilty for not supplying him with more material, so here you go…
SaxFace and I met for lunch today in midtown, walked over to Rod Baltimore’s shop on 48th Street (yes, THE famous Rod Baltimore, saxophone-fixer to the stars) so he could take a look at my tenor sax. He’s going to do a major overhaul over the next week for more money than I want to think about.
On the positive side, he had many nice things to say about my axe…“a Buescher 400? My god, you can’t FIND these any more! Look…it has the original 1940s pearl fittings! This is a GREAT HORN!”
Then it was up to 49th for crab dumplings and steaming bowls of ramen at the local greasy chopstick, Sapporo’s noodle dive. Lots of gossip about latest Board goings-on, who was acting like a schmuck and who wasn’t, and how enthusiastic we were about meeting all these new guys on Saturday.
Since Saxy has Uptown plans for later in the evening, I’m planning on meeting her at the Acme around five PM on Saturday. If anyone else wants to hit the joint early, we’ll be there. Wear a chrysanthemum so we’ll know you.
Man, first it’s just food n’ booze at Acme, now it’s inciting a riot that I miss? MAN.
I say we wait until May, when I can make the trek to The City That Sometimes Sleeps, and Eve can be present to flounce dramatically into the store, just as we’re about to riot, and proclaim: “No, my children! I will impart my wisdom to you in person! There’s plenty of old Hollywood/Broadway history to go around!” Then we cheer, lift her on our shoulders, and leave the store.
A little persistance goes a long way. Announcing:
“I go on guilt trips a couple of time a year. Mom books them for me.” A custom made Wally .sig!