OK fine. No pictures.
But 8x10s of Alphagene are still available from the Official Dreamy Hunk Alphagene Fan Club (as advertised in Bop!)
If I wanted smoke blown up my ass, I’d be at home with a pack of cigarettes and a short length of hose.
To recap, for those who don’t want to wander through the whole thread: Russian Vodka Room, 265 W. 52nd Street, 6:00 PM, Wednesday, Dec. 8th.
All invited.
I’ll be there–though it’s a tough work-week, so I might be a little late.
Cap’n, you better show up, cold or not–and if I’m sneezing the next day, you’re all free to make any assumptions ya want . . .
CM, I hope you can make it; I won’t be eating or drinking either, so you’ll have company.
Sorry, I have a prior engagement and will not be able to attend. I will raise a vodka gimlet in your honor, though. You folks have a great time.
“Some people are worried about the difference between right and wrong. I’m worried about the difference between wrong and fun.”
~P.J. O’Rourke~
Unk, you drove four hours to get to Chicago, you can’t drive a lousy twelve to get to New York?
Oh, well, I suppose we’ll have fun anyway.
Looking forward to it, gang. Alpha, save one of the beach shots for me, okay?
Uke
I really hope I can make it, to. I have a job interview downtown that starts at 4, and I have a Chanukah party later; I certainly will try to squeeze it in…I’d love to meet you guys.
Chaim Mattis Keller
How about changing your name to “Abi Gezunt”? 
Isn’t that a little long to have a party?
I’m not exactly in Olympic pub crawling shape anymore, but what the heck, 72 hours, I’m game . . .
Yeah, I should be finishing my packing, but I wanted to make sure I had the name of this joint written down somewhere.
Now everybody sing:
Gotta get my old tuxedo pressed,
Gotta sew a button on my vest,
'Cause tonight I got to look my best
Tuba’s back in town . . . .
your humble TubaDiva
PS I’ll still be around online, so don’t think school’s out or anything.
How about this one:
You can bring ham or crackers and jam
But don’t bring Tuba!
Tuba gets blue and goes coo-coo
Like the clock upon the shelf!
She’s the kind of smarty, breaks up every party!
Hullaballooba, Don’t bring Tuba–
I’ll bring her myself!
OK. Time to shut down the computer and start going. See you all there. BTW, did we ever get a final headcount?
Livin’ on Tums, Vitamin E and Rogaine
You, me, Flora, Melanie, Alphagene, Cap’n Crude, CMKeller, and TubaDiva. Hope the furniture’s insured.
56 minutes and counting.
Ah, the joys of walking distance… Seeya in a couple. cough sniff
–Da Cap’n
“Playin’ solitaire 'til dawn
With a deck of fifty-one.”