I’ll be there. What’s up with the team name? Don’t we want Cindy to laugh at our name?
Cindy was there last week. It’s John this week.
I’d come tonight (honest, I would!) if I hadn’t had oral surgery this morning. Gingival grafts hurt like a mufflefluffin beeyotch. Bring on the codeine.
Which, of course, should be the name of the team. (What’s the one Cindy will laugh at?)
The team name in question is “Butthole Smurfers.”
Me, I think it should be permanent.
I won’t know if I can make it until later. Don’t expect me, but look for me. If that makes sense.
Nice.
Since we often have enough for two teams, I’d also like to nominate “The Tuesday Welders.”
I’m going to be there tonight, arriving sometime between 6:30 and 7:00.
I’m also bringing a few printouts on tipping for Cindy, who will probably not appreciate them, but oh well.
Anyone else?
I’m planning on it. I was also going to add a reminder about T.I.P., but I see you’ve already got it covered. 
I’ll show up, but I may decide to leave before the scoring. Need more sleep.
We’re in. E. Thorp, however, sends his regrets. His mouth still doesn’t work properly.
Woop! Forgot to add - Lady Cheek’s buddy Mark will be showing as well.
Seeing as how we’re up to six, I’ll probably skip out this week and get to bed early. Good luck!
God smurfing dammit! We lost to smurfing Elvis by two smurfin’ points for the third smurfing week in a row.
(Pardon my smurf. Now I gotta go wash my smurf out with smurf…)
I was thinking about the suggested team name “Smurf Nazis Must Die” this morning, and it engendered the image of Brainy Smurf with his right hand out shouting, “Heil Poppa Smurf!”
Just thought I’d share that. I’m planning on an evening of trivia tonight. Anyone else?
I am fighting a truly wretched cold, so I’m out. Even if you all didn’t mind sharing my virus, I’m Nyquiled half out of my skull and wouldn’t be much good to the team anyway.
And here I’d always thought of Nyquil as a performance-enhancing drug.
Anyway, I’m in, for a change.
I’ll be there, as I’m not fighting Cervaise’s cold. I’m not sure what time, but definitely by 7:30.
Welcome, E. Thorp! Do you need Saltire to bring his Cecil Adams’ party sign, or will you be able to figure out who we are?
If you’ll all wear your underwear on your head, I should find you with no trouble.
…But we don’t have to wait until we get to the bar, right? I mean…we can do this anytime?
We’re in. Cervaise met a friend of mine last week and invited him to the G&D, so he might be showing. I just talked to him, and he said if we get a full team, he’ll just sit around and watch, so no worries about too big a team.
I’m not gonna make it this time. Life’s just too complicated today and tonight.
I’m still at the tail end of my flu bug. I wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy.
…Uh, no wait, yes I would. I wouldn’t wish this on any of you, though.