I’m thinking we should probably stick with Park Tavern as our destination, since it’s a place Satan can already find.
How will we all know each other? I have five photos up at my fathom.org profile, but none of them look like me. I shave my head these days. I’m 5’7" and 145 lbs. IRL I answer to “Glenn” as well as “Five.”
Well Satan’s picture is on the People pages so unless he has cut his hair or something I have a fairly good idea what he looks like.
I have seen Five before at an earlier Atlanta gathering so I have a fairly good idea what Five(Glenn) looks like.
Brian said he would reserve the table under Cecil’s name. I think that is a good idea.
I will likely be wearing shorts unless this place is more formal or something (don’t think so). I do not think I have any Star Trek pins or shirts (I know what kind of Trekkie am I?) and I ain’t wearing no pink carnation.
I HAVE BEEN SMOKE-FREE FOR:
Five months, three weeks, six days, 14 hours, 43 minutes and 36 seconds.
7224 cigarettes not smoked, saving $903.07.
Extra life with Drain Bead: 3 weeks, 4 days, 2 hours, 0 minutes.
I HAVE BEEN SMOKE-FREE FOR:
Five months, three weeks, six days, 21 hours, 21 minutes and 25 seconds.
7235 cigarettes not smoked, saving $904.45.
Extra life with Drain Bead: 3 weeks, 4 days, 2 hours, 55 minutes.
Well, Satan me bucko, if you’re driving down the coast, Stop off in Myrtle Beach and I’d be more than happy to buy you a beer and kick your ass at Putt-Putt…
TIME ELAPSED SINCE I QUIT SMOKING:
Five months, four weeks, 2 hours, 56 minutes and 6 seconds.
7244 cigarettes not smoked, saving $905.61.
Extra time with Drain Bead: 3 weeks, 4 days, 3 hours, 40 minutes.
Satan and his non-Doper friend Bill were there. Mjollnir surprised us and drove down from Columbia, SC. I (Five was there, of course. And StrTrkr777? Well, despite posting
and
…he was a no-show, and didn’t even bother to come back to this thread to explain his absence! Phooey on you, Jeff!
Mullinator and newbie lil_slim_jd also took a pass, so I was the only Atlanta Doper in attendance. But we had a fine time, despite the unseasonably cold weather. A wedding reception had commandeered the interior of the restaurant, so we had to sit on the patio. But at least we were near a pit fire, so that helped.
We all ate heartily (especially me, as I had run 17 miles earlier in the day), dished on Dopers and rehashed various threads. Mercifully, we did not discuss the Braves (fuck you, Bill!). I formed a crush on our waitress Jennifer, mainly because she brought me Key lime pie.
After three hours or so we called it a night. I’m glad Mjollnir hadn’t been drinking, because he was driving back to Columbia that same night. Yeesh!
I gave Satan and Bill a ride back to their hotel. A good time was had by all, but frankly I was embarrassed by the poor showing by our homeboys. What’s up with that, people? Where’s your Southern hospitality?
Granted, my not going did hurt the Atlanta doper showing, but at least I knew I was unable to make it. Mjollnir is the man just for his willingness to drive great distances for these get togethers.
TIME ELAPSED SINCE I QUIT SMOKING:
Six months, 22 hours, 6 minutes and 50 seconds.
7356 cigarettes not smoked, saving $919.60.
Extra time with Drain Bead: 3 weeks, 4 days, 13 hours, 0 minutes.