Well, I think I can pry myself loose from my rowing bench for the evening. Don’t know when I’ll get there, but I’d like to do the trivia thing tonight.
We’re at the Old Pequliar, correct?
I am, in the immortal words of Charles de Gaulle, a big fat maybe. Someday, I’ll meet Chuck and give him what-for for saying that, but until then…
I’m available.
Oh, thank GOD! 
Is it a plus or a minus to remind you that I’m hosting?
I will probably be there, but I’m really tired so I might fall asleep on the couch instead. If I can stay awake through work, that is.
I can’t.
I have to wait at home for earthlink to not call and not be helpful about their crappy DSL service.
Have fun.
If you show up tonight, I will have a book for you.
Would you rather they call and not be helpful?
I know…big surprise…we can’t make it. Sorry.
Of course.
If they’re unhelpful on the call, I’m able to work out some personal issues and unload some stress (especially the stress caused by their service not working).
I think we kind of must appear at the Old Pequliar for trivia tonight. After all, we were responsible for the player-chosen round topic.
Sesquipedalianism. Can’t wait to see what questions that creates.
I’ve got a bunch of errands to run, but I think I can still get to the pub around 7. Who knows, maybe even earlier. Who else can I expect to see?
I’ll be there, if for the Cupcake on the way to the contest from the bus stop if nothing else.
Well, the company isn’t bad either.
Hey, whoever you meet at the bus stop is your own business.
I’ll be there (the Old Pequliar, not the bus stop).
I’ll be at the bus stop and at the Old Pequliar. In fact, I’m there now. I am everywhere.
I’m out tonight – church meeting.
I’d so much rather be at the OP with you guys, but I’ve missed the last couple of meetings and shouldn’t miss another one. I’m getting off the council in June – yay!
Are you the strange man who keeps offering me a role in ‘pictures’?
Well. I was going to say that we were in, but I got a call from Lady Cheek about 1.5 hours ago…Our car has crapped out and broken down and is now in the shop.
So I don’t think we can make it. 
Almost noon and no one is in yet? I’m going, even if I have to be an army of one!
Is there some sort of social stigma about being the first one to say they’re going, kind of like showing up at a party first?
I’m in, possibly accompanied by shE. Thorp.
Hey, why is the timestamp an hour off?
— pointing and laughing —
I’ll be there fairly early. I’m going to the “Olsen’s Furniture! in downtown Ballard! retirement sale! everything must go! shutting our doors forever!” event, and they close at 6:00.
(I need a new Pembroke. My old one got pembroken.)