And I’m not saying a word about any Moderator’s Underoos. Nope. Not me. Never. Not a word.
In public!
We should have, but no, we sat in the same place as last time. Poor Kallessa had to sit next to me and hardly got to talk to anybody else. we’re thinking about changing the venue for the next round, possibly in conjunction with a SCA event (you get to whack people with sticks).
I should have thought to e-mail you. Sorry.
Anyway in attendance were:
Czarcasm, natch, and his son Colin.
Atreyu, January, Kallessa, Tapswiller, and myself.
A small but vocal group. I’d almost say lusty, especially when Czarcasm passed around the Holy Grail…err…mug, for our veneration.
Incidentally, if anybody didn’t come because the Horse Brass doesn’t have haggis on the menu, they sell it next door in the freezer case, just in case you were wondering. 
Yup. that’s what kept everyone away-a lack of haggis. 