So, if I win swamp or Kallessa for a day do I have to date them? Because, man, my apartment could use a serious dusting.
“diamond in the back…
sunroof top
diggin the scene with a gangster lean”
earthpuppy (humming)
oops! That’d be…gangsta
I am sorry I missed out on some fun pink fokkers. It was a crappy day. I was heading over to Indianapolis at precisely the time y’all were meeting up, and it was a miserable drive.
I want everyone to meet again at a time I can go to. Does anyone have plans of a Cincy Doperama?
I don’t dust.
And FairyChatMom, being willing to go on semi-blind dates does not make me a floozy. Two martinis make me a floozy–but a classy one, no lavender tights or beach towel capes for me, no siree.
What’s the special day next week?
There’ll be a Cincy Doperama planned as soon as you get on it Elysian.
I think a good one would be everyone showing up at Shibb’s house and making him feed us sammiches. The only flaw in that plan is I don’t know where he lives.
Or Christmas Carrolling. We could all go sing at people until they give us wassail or figgy pudding. But that could take a while.
The Festival of Lights is lighting up at the Cincy Zoo. Always a crowd pleaser, that is.
Dope Day at Jungle Jim’s. Man, that would so rock! Then we all go to Shibb’s house and make him cook for us. (Again, one small problem.)
You know what was way-fun? When Zappo came to town and we went to the fondue place. Cheesey goodness.
Ice skating in West Chester. They have a new rink just opened. Right next to P.F. Chang’s. (Or Red Robin, home of the Nice Glasses.)
Look at that. Just off the top of my head. Now git to work!
hehehe - you’ll just have to wait to find out, won’t you?
[singsong]
I know something you don’t know!!
[/singsong]
On Saturday, Mr. Gazer and I stained. But first we sanded, and conditioned. Then we stained. Then we went home. And then I spent like 5 hours at church on Sunday! No, not “like” 5 hours – 5 actual hours! First I had handbell choir rehearsal, then there was String Band Rehearsal, then there was church, and then there was Julfest choir rehearsal. Whew. I had had it up to [sup]here[/sup] with rehearsing, let me tell you.
Then Mr. Gazer stained some more, but I didn’t. I hung out with his parents. Then we went home and played with our cute, cute kitties.
There, Bumby, is that better? I’m trying to raise the sensibilities of this thread for ya. ('Sides, I’m not interested in dating Kallessa or Angel Pants. And since she doesn’t dust…)
-stargazer (I’m tryin’, here!)
First of all, I think that perhaps the Very Special Day is Rue’s birthday. My brain is as dusty as ever but for some reason that bit of data seems lodged in there, like about November 25th or so. And then Scout is the next month after, right?
As for CincyDope’s, since the Birthday Boy has been to my house before, I’m kind of sad that he doesn’t remember where it is. But in all of the excitement I can kind of understand that he might have forgotten. But we could do a “eat Shibb out of house and home Cincy Dope” if you like. I make wonderful sandwiches. I’m also good at cooking many other varieties of food. Or it might be more interesting (and simpler, logistically speaking) to have a CincyDope (or MiniCincyDope) at the new Red Robin at the Union Center exit. Would be convenient to those Daytonians as well. Not quite as convenient as Dayton, but then we could reciprocate with a trip up north later. I am curious to see this Oregon place of which Elysian spoke.
Gotta say, I went the the Air Force Museum a year ago.
Wow. It was something to do when Mrs. enipla and I went back for a wedding.
If you have ANY interest in planes and or history, if you EVER get a chance … go!
punchline to one of my favorite old jokes:
“Yeah, them fokkers were Messerschmitts!”
Bloody hell! Easy tiger! I resent that accusation!
Bum. Arse. Titties. Flange.
[sub]hopefully thats brought me back down to the gutter level in people’s minds.[/sub]
Way to blab, Shibb! 
You just ruined his surprise birthday thread - and I was going to hire strippers for him this year! No sense in that now. I’ll just use my hole punch on my junk mail to make some confetti. Maybe we can scrounge up a candle and a Ho-Ho or something.
blabbermouth
Doe that mean you don’t need me anymore? [sub]i rented a fireman outfit and everything…[/sub]
Well, garius, my b-day is in January… 
If you’ll think about it, I wasn’t at your house Shibb. I was near your house, but I wasn’t actually there. That one time everyone went off to your house after that one thing (wasn’t it the kickoff to DopeToYourDoor?) I had to go home instead. I think I needed to prepare for something. So, as it turns out, I wasn’t at your house. I think pretty much everyone else was though, so it’s understandable you didn’t notice I wasn’t there.
Scout’s birthday is December 22nd. It’s easy to remember: scout 1222. 12 / 22 = December 22nd. There’s no excuse for forgetting her birthday.
Snickers was born on January 23 (28 years ago… or so).
And **Puddin’**s birthday is February 18.
After that, I’m out to sea as far as birthday’s go. (OK, I know when Soupo’s is (January 9th) and Katcha’s too (May 2nd), and the Little Woman’s (September 26th) of course. But then I’d better, huh?) That’s why I got married. Or at least one of the reasons. Wimmins just seem to remember birthdays better than boys. It must be a genetic thing.
-Rue. (cake hog)
Oh yeah, and Sophie’s birthday is the day before Christmas Eve.
Sorry 'bout that. Rue is more of a small barn fowl and soggy breakfast cereal guy than he is about strippers, anyway. At least that’s my take. Besides he’ll probably be off on a joy ride in the Betty that day.
The embarassing thing was that this got posted into a thread about email Diplomacy before I reposted it here.
C’mon, you don’t have to fib about my age. I’ll be able to join AARP and get all those cool discounts - why would I pretend to be a mere child?!?
No problem. I’ll book the air tickets asap…
There’s discounts? The only places around here that give discounts before you reach 60 are places I never go, like MacDonalds. But when I turn 60 I’ll get 40 cents off my lunch at Izzy’s. [sub]Whoopee.[/sub]
Stargazer, you have to leave home to sand and stain? You need an old house like ours. All my sanding, staining and remodeling needs are met in one convenient place.
Garius, you lost me at flange, unless it has something to do with tab A and slot B.
Hey Slortar, ever hear this song? * I’ve got a galllllll in Kalamazoo…*
Bumbazine - pointedly ignoring Rue’s birthday.
(Mine’s June 2nd)