So I remembered that I actually totally can't do Tuesday at all. Thursday works for me, though!
.tlaS hserF tseggus ot tsrif eht eb em teL
Hmmm, knife fight/martial arts display of greatness odds better than usual for this one, providing you pick an obnoxious enough bar. Boston residents, this is your destiny.
Looking at the comments in the other thread (and ignoring Halford, per city ordinance) I would vote for Lord Hobo starting on the early side on Thursday, like 5 or 6 or something like that.
So, Lord Hobo is the Fresh Salt of Cambridge, is what I'm hearing here.
Having never been to Fresh Salt, I would say definitely yes.
In the context of "default meetup location", definitely. (Is the owner of Fresh Salt vacationing in Maui at the moment? That's the only trivia I can add at the moment)
Thursday afternoon is good by me. Er, and we're talking next week (the 26th), not this week, right?
I've been to both. They are kinda similar. Lord Hobo is better, but lacks the "you're in manhattan but you can still get seats and beer is only $4" remarkableness. Which is just to say that New York can't have nice things without them becoming crowded and expensive. They share being slightly weirdly located.
re: 5
I am happy to be led by locals as to location. I will know more next week re: my schedule, but so far, I'm free from late afternoon Thursday. And yes, 26th.
Speaking of local events, I was just tracking Boston marathon results. The 23 year-old from my office is running just over 9-minute miles. My friends in their thirties are doing around 13-minutes. She's projected to take just over 4 hours to finish. It's supposed to take my married friends over 6 hours. I'm guessing that those must be slightly off, because they don't account for hills. 6-7 hours of running sounds rough.
If it's 6-7 hours, that has to be a decent chunk of walking, too.
I can run 11 minute miles for ten miles. I'm married and past my thirties.
I could get to LH pretty soon after 5 on the 26th.
14, 15: So could Moby if he started running now.
I don't think that she was training properly. He's more of an athlete.
The woman from work was running for a charity and had a well thought-out training schedule.
The ultra marathon people seem crazy. I thought that those were 50-mile races, but there appear to be ones that are quite a bit less, some that are a bit more than double (100km) and then even 1000km.
Puts me in mind of poutine and Putin.
The craziest ultramarathon. Crazier, apparently, than this one.
It is the only way you can prove you are better than the man who shot MLK, Jr.
Assuming you were born soon enough, I suppose. But I just don't have that option.
4-year old peep displayed his moral character by refraining from shooting MLK Jr.
As it happens, I will be in the greater Boston area on the afternoon of the 26th, so count me in.
We're counting on you to liveblog this, Sifu.
I thought I couldn't make it because I'm in DC this week, then I realized you're planning a meetup 10 days in advance? Who does that?
ttaM and the Bostonians keeps on sounding more and more like Josie and the Pussycats. I'm going to expect vlogging with electric guitar and cat ears.
Actually, can't make it then either, wife is on business trip so I have the kids on my own.
Surely Lord Hobo is kid-friendly. Another round of Shirley Temples!
I'll be somewhere in central New Jersey, unfortunately.
We tried that once before and it just led to shame when no one showed up.
re: 29
If someone brings a guitar ...
This plan sounds good. I will be studying for finals, so happy to get a drink.
I think we have a bass around here, but no guitar. I'm thinking my piccolo wouldn't add much.
A guitar is like the average of a bass and a piccolo.
... you can smash that guitar over your head, do an aerial 360 and kick them in the chest, and then everyone busts out knives? A boy can dream.
Sorry. I really think I am becoming dumber with each passing year. I watched both "Girls" and "Fast Five" on TV last night and was rapt with attention for the latter and fell asleep during the former. I didn't even like action movies much when I was 15.
Pubs tend to frown on random blokes playing badly on a borrowed guitar, anyway. I can promise to bring an exotic/old camera of some sort, as a substitute.
Jesus fuck I didn't even time that right.
Yes -- maybe we need a webcam here. I am too jealous.
Now we're going to have to have a meetup on Tuesday as well, to choreograph the fight scenes for the webcast on Thursday.
Maybe when you have a boyfriend again.
Wait, is notsoB fucking? I don't even know how to do that anymore.
I guess this comment, recently referred to, was still resounding in chambers of my thoughts.
I do love that comment. Richmond is great if you know what to do while you're there! notsoB is irrumatio, I suppose.
...a generally wretched experience that renders any bearable aspect of it exquisitely pleasurable by comparison?
I enjoyed my last experience of it pretty well.
Sifu and Bave were both involved, and emdash even made a special trip.
Is there no more sanctity of off-blog communication?
20: Badwater might have been the toughest back when it included the Whitney summit.
Some of the stuff listed down at the bottom of the Badwater wikipedia page is just insane. Actually, all of it is insane.
There seems to be a constant urge to out-tough the toughest. A friend in Fairbanks knew a couple people who participated in this race which was basically established because the Iditarod was too civilized with its many checkpoints.
Sifu and Bave were both involved, and emdash even made a special trip.
Ahem!
I only mentioned potential irrumatores.
Is irrumatio in fact limited to men by definition? Is there a term for the female equivalent?
And in any case, what does AWB have against it?
That is also why I said things like "were both involved" rather than "were both there" and "my last experience of it" rather than "my last trip". less-than sign slash standpipe greater-than sign
SP-- We would go for sure with notice. You never made it to Sifu and Blume's engagement party at knecht and Fleur's.
I promise to read more carefully in the future, neb.
These things are CAREFULLY CRAFTED. Impossible to overread.
Delurking: You guys. What the eff are you talking about. Anyway, I'm in Las Vegas, slightly drunk in my hotel room, planning to go out to some NAB party soon? I was hoping for a Vegas meetup but Boston will do - this Thursday? next Thursday?
60: I think it is limited to people with cocks, of either gender.
61: Feel free to try it, on the receiving end.
Anyway, I'm in Las Vegas, slightly drunk in my hotel room, planning to go out to some NAB party soon?
This seems ripe for some bad decision-making, with either live-commenting or soon-after commenting.
The last time I was in Vegas, I meant to go to sleep after a work day to catch an early flight, and ended up $1500 richer and eating a steak at 4am with somebody from New Zealand.
It seems odd to refer to it as "irrumatio" when discussing it from the perspective of the recipient, but fair enough.
We didn't have irrumatio, though. Didn't get that crazy.
There may well be a cheesy Vegas nightclub called Irrumatio.
Speaking of uncomfortable sex, what's everybody think about that incredibly hyped new HBO show, Girls? If you haven't seen it yet, it's on Youtube.
I'm supposed to go to Atlantic City next month for a bachelor party thing. I'm not excited about it.
75 -- So far, the phrase "massively overrated" comes to mind, though it would be hard for it not to be. I thought it was OK in a pleasingly low budget way. It's hard to start a TV show, though, so maybe it will get a lot better. Also, everyone in the world seems to disagree with this assessment and think it's the most important thing for feminism since the Pill.
I should say that I feel this way about essentially every spawn of the mumblecore whatever that I've seen -- good enough, pleasant in a kind of ambling way, not really great art and not really aspiring to be great art. That's a fine thing for entertainment to be and I actually like it, but dislike the rush to assign it totally undeserved great art status.
Shut up! My decision making is awesome!
True story: I go to the pool to unwind after standing all day. There is a super hot guy in the jacuzzi. I studiously ignore him. But eventually get into the jacuzzi. He starts to chat: "were you at NAB today". (NAB is this giant broadcasting conference that I am at, oddly.) I'm like, yeah, I was setting up some computers, etc. Turns out he's a freelance adventure photographer sent by [major camera maker] to go show off in their booth.
Obviously I'm totally swooning at the idea of a freelance adventure photographer but whatever! I know how to play it cool! So I'm like "huh, whatever," and go back to ignoring him and eventually I'm too warm and leave the jacuzzi, the end. I showed him! Fuck he was hot though.
Also, as I mentioned earlier today, I also watched "Fast Five" last night and kinda preferred it to Girls, so there's a possibility that I am a total aesthetic moron.
I thought it was very good, though in that "oh my god I'm going to die of embarrassment for the characters" sort of way that I find intensely uncomfortable. It's also a bit hard for me to watch, or read about, because of how close to home the characters' career-helplessness hits; and when various critics of my own age are talking about how it resonates with how they felt five or ten years ago, that only makes the feeling worse.
I know how to play it cool! So I'm like "huh, whatever," and go back to ignoring him and eventually I'm too warm and leave the jacuzzi, the end. I showed him!
That was really not the sort of bad decision-making I was talking about. Perhaps if you go back, he'll still be there!
I bet without copyright, we'd have a lot fewer Fast Fives, and a lot more low-budget mumblecorish things. It would be great.
I'm pretty sure that the incident in 79.2 will resound to the benefit of some local affiliate rep from Toledo whose not-terrible, maybe it's not that bad form you'll hazily make out at 3:30 am in the Tao nightclub. As your brain will inevitably tell you: you missed one chance, don't miss another!
That was really not the sort of bad decision-making I was talking about.
Too close to home again?
83 -- as long as the kids' rich parents' don't cut them off, maybe.
It seems odd to refer to it as "irrumatio" when discussing it from the perspective of the recipient, but fair enough.
Looking in my Student's Catullus, in the glossary, in an attempt to solve for x in the equation "in + x = irrumo" (gosh when I write it like that, it seems obvious, but "rumo" isn't in there, and I always think it's from "rumpo", but maybe it's "ruo"? Maybe neither? To Lewis & Short!), I discovered, once again, the letter to myself that my hs english teacher, senior year, made us write. This prompts the following OBSERVATIONS:
(a) while I have no desire to actually read the thing again right now I can discern that my handwriting hasn't changed nearly as much as I am occasionally inclined to think it has in the intervening years;
(b) at the bottom I wrote
—god.To say goodbye is to deny separation; it is to say,
. — JL Borges, Delie Elena san Marcostoday we play at going our separate ways, but we'll meet again tomorrow
I have now replaced the letter in the book so that I can be surprised the next time I want to remind myself about Roman sexual acts.
Anyway, Lewis & Short give the following circumspect definition for "irrumo":
I. to extend the breast to, to give suck; hence,Catullus 16 being the one we're all thinking of. "Irrumator" by them is "one who practices beastly obscenity" and, by transference, "a vile person", and for "irrumatio" they simply direct one to the highly misleading "irrumo"!
I. In mal. part., Cat. 16, 1; Auct. Priap. 36, 5; Mart. 4, 50, 2.
Maybe it's just a verb formed from in + rumis "a breast that gives suck; a teat, pap, dug".
Anyway, I don't see why it's odd to call it "irrumatio" when the receptive partner is the focus of interest; there's still the in-ness of a thing, isn't there?
Speaking of delightful low-budget things: I also just rewatched Metropolitan, in anticipation of seeing Stil/lman's new one this week, and my God, what a fantastic film that is. Though I found it a little disturbing to recognize how influential it must have been on me when I first saw it. I feel like I spent ten years trying to be Nick Smith, only to end up an unpleasant blend of Charlie and the guy who was passed out drunk all the time, if not von Sloneker.
Too close to home again?
Actually, and perhaps surprisingly, not really; on Thursday, the second of three nights of karaoke in a row (it wasn't planned that way; it just happened), an attractive if perhaps excessively inebriated woman struck up a conversation with me, and we'll be meeting up at an art museum this Friday.
Anyway, I don't see why it's odd to call it "irrumatio" when the receptive partner is the focus of interest; there's still the in-ness of a thing, isn't there?
I suppose so, and I'm probably just being misled by thinking of it as identical to fellatio except for the change of perspective, which I understand is not quite how the Romans saw it.
It is the change in who does the work in the activity. One gives a blowjob. One gets face-fucked.
91: Well when you put it that way it does indeed sound unpleasant.
It is the change in who does the work in the activity. One gives a blowjob. One gets face-fucked.
I don't think this is right either; if the subject is established to be irrumatio, then there's only facefucking.
Fuck, that was supposed to be by OPINIONATED HRH ELIZABETH II
It was troubling enough if your own authorial voice, Halford.
94: I was explaining the difference between fellatio and irrumatio and why it isn't about "perspective"; we can define either in terms of either partner and it doesn't change the action from blowjob into facefucking.
One gives a blowjob.
One gets face-fucked.
And it's lovely rice pudding for dinner again.
I guess I've just never encountered irrumatio in the wild, as it were, which upon further reflection is not at all surprising.
Three people who have never been in my kitchen.
Wikipedia suggests that fellatio and irrumatio have generally been considered distinct acts, but in these fallen times the word irrumatio has fallen out of general use. There are, of course, other terms, less pleasing to the eye ear face.
102 presents us with fascinating use/mention issues.
108: If you publish a paper on it I want to be listed as a co-author.
I had to explain this fellatio/irrumatio problem to a class of mine last week. Right after doing so, I was like, man, I'm really good at teaching.
102 presents us with fascinating use/mention issues.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, I was just thinking the same thing.
Yeah, even in my limited receptive experience, they're really pretty distinct acts. Obviously there are blurry lines, and one thing can turn into another, but, yeah. Distinct.
In a state of irrumatio
The desecration of these faces in the wild ;
Nettles in a wet, dark hole.
116 is great. (American Reunion?)
And I hereby liveblog bailing on the afterparty and going straight to bed! That's right! I'm beating the system (iykwim)!
Yeah, even in my limited receptive experience, they're really pretty distinct acts. Obviously there are blurry lines, and one thing can turn into another, but, yeah. Distinct.
To clarify, my confusion on this point was not due to a lack of understanding of the conceptual difference between the two but to a belief that irrumatio in the proper sense was not something people actually do these days, so that the term "irrumatio" in common usage had shifted semantically to be more or less synonymous with "fellatio" except for emphasizing the perspective of the fellatee over that of the fellator. Clearly this is wrong, however, and people are apparently face-fucking all over the place, which gives the semantic distinction a continuing relevance that I never would have suspected if not for this thread.
I actually never saw that trailer. I'd forgotten how badass Vin Diesel is. Now I kinda want to see it.
118: lame! Or awesome, depending on the meaning of that parenthetical.
The strangest part of 119 is that it suggests that teo thought "irrumatio" was in common use at all.
"Common use" being a relative matter, of course.
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Wow. I just learned to be scared of living alone. I just had the worst food-poisoning event of my life and realized I had no way of alerting anyone to the likelihood that I was dying. (I left my phone upstairs and was way way too weak to get it.) Dang. That sucked.
After everything inside my body rushed outward (including all my sweat--fascinating!), in three or four different rounds, I think I'm fine now, but oh my God I've never been so scared.
As an experience, it was kind of neat to have, as long as I tried to forget that I was dying.
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121: Dude. Bro. Dude, seriously. Did you see the Rock's delts? Dude. He is jacked to a Schwarzeneggeresque [strikes chest over heart twice] degree.
Agreed. I will watch just about anything with The Rock in it. Vin Diesel is badass? He seems like maybe a badass person who has been held underwater for a really long time.
125: Damn, that sucks. Glad to hear you survived.
I thought Adam Carolla was quite right to compare the aged, creased, charisma-less Vin Diesel to the drowsy turtle from Looney Tunes cartoons: "I'm ... back. And ... I'm lookin' ... for, uh, huh, revenge? Zzzzzzzzzzzz."
Also, note to self: Work on delts. Is "bomb-blasting" only for quads? Look up "quads."
Hope you are staying hydrated, AWB. Do you have juice you could dilute and sip?
Very little in the house due to travel all week. Just had a glass of water, which did not feel particularly good.
Don't die! Maybe try making rehydration solution instead of plain water?
Hooray for alive-AWB! Can you make someone bring you Gatorade?
125: Yikes. Glad you made it back to the internet.
I'm not really strong enough to make anything to drink, but when I feel a bit better I will.
At 2:34am it's hard to get delivery.
God, it goes in waves, and each wave has waves within waves. Now I'm seasick.
The rehydration solution is just a particular proportion of sugar and salt to water, so do try it when you feel just a bit better. That kind of sick is so horrid. My sympathies.
If you don't feel up to going through the wikipedia page, this is basically what it boils down to:
A basic oral rehydration therapy solution is composed of:
30 ml (6 level tsp) of sugar
2.5 ml (1/2 level tsp) of salt, dissolved into
1 litre (4.25 Cups) of clean water
(on preview, pwned by RFTS, but I threw in amounts)
Get well soon, AWB, and keep up the narration. It's very Lovecraft-esque to liveblog a horrible near-death experience (http://everything2.com/title/The+Lovecraftian+compulsion+to+keep+writing+even+as+one+is+being+devoured)
...One has to wonder if the narrator ever considered running away, or even getting up from his writing desk at some point. Obviously Lovecraft's men are made of sterner stuff than I, and exhibit a dedication to the craft of writing I can only dream of someday emulating.
"No! Unhand my fountain-pen, you fell beast! I'm being paid by the word!"
Also, once you've made the rehydrate, remember to sip rather than gulp.
Ugh, that sucks, AWB. At the risk of TMI, I had a similar incident a year and a half ago where I ended up throwing up blood (turns out all that sickness can tear an esophagus), which worried me, and all I could get was a doctor's answering service saying "sorry, we won't be open until 10 am, and cannot offer medical advice. Call 911 if you are concerned," so I called 911 and felt like an idiot going to the emergency room over an episode of food poisoning. In the emergency room they were like "eh, vomiting blood, it happens, what's the big deal?" but put me on an IV and it took about six hours before they deemed me sufficiently rehydrated to be allowed to leave. So, um, anyway, sympathies, and you really probably do need to try to rehydrate.
Gaaah! Hope you're rehydrated and lying down. What the hell did you eat?
(If it's still relevant this: Also, once you've made the rehydrate, remember to sip rather than gulp. is important advice, because otherwise you'll make yourself vomit again.)
everything inside my body rushed outward (including all my sweat--fascinating!), in three or four different rounds
This is such an awful thing. But as you say, also weirdly fascinating. My sympathies.
She's dating urple, isn't she? Next time you should insist on dinner at your place.
Boot! Boot! Boot! Wait, don't!
Ursyne: the meetup is a week from Thursday.
We will throw up blood for real!
Or no, I think, no, not that either.
re: 145
I was envisaging more a drinking of alcohol, and some awkwardness bullshitting intelligent conversation.
Also, hope AWB is feeling better.
147: in many ways, that sounds even nicer than vomiting blood.
God, it goes in waves, and each wave has waves within waves. Now I'm seasick.
I live blogged mine. If you've got the same thing I had, my advice is just clear liquids for 12 to 18 hours after the last wave.
AWB, I had a situation last summer where I had laryngitis and ear pain, but the main thing was that I could not hold down fluids.
I had to go to the ER which gave me an anti-emetic, a saline drip and pain meds. Seriously consider going to the ER. When I couldn't eat anything after a few hours, they kept me for observation over night. My BF drove me, but a cab or an ambulance might be warranted.
Also, having lite salt on hand is useful, since it includes potassium.
I lived! Thanks for talking me through it, guys. I ended up moving bedding down to the living room because it's closer to the bathroom and kitchen, and brought my phone so I could call 911 if I needed to. Wow, that sucked so incredibly much. I'll rehydrate with that solution.
If you can walk about, Gatorade is the same thing as that solution except that it tastes much better.
I have a student coming to get a book, which I just left in the vestibule, but I was tempted to say that in order to get to borrow my book he has to bring me red Gatorade.
Barf, barf, masturbate, barf?
It just seemed like the time in the thread for that joke to be made. It's not really a recommendation.
I promise If I were there, I would bring gatorade, and leave it on your doorstep, and ring the doorbell, and run away, because I'm too squeamish about barf and might faint if you did so in my presence, and then where would we be?
155 would be wise. Even if you feel better there's nothing worse than going out and running out of steam before you can make it back. Your system's taken a pounding; don't overdo it too soon.
(I have half a mind to make the meetup but my accommodations will be studying furiously so probably no.)
Your room is trying to get into med school?
138: oh, you probably should come to the meetup, really.
You could think of it as a way to combine a sort-of visit with mostly being out of your studious host's hair (assuming he's too studious to come to the meetup himself).
Sifu is using "really" as an intensifier to compensate for the earlier misdirection.
Hope you've made a full recovery, AWB. That stuff is awful.
155: You could just ask him to pick up a Gatorade for you.
I was kidding. I never ask for things.
Had some toast half an hour ago. Not sure how it feels yet.
I think by this point, the toast has lost all feeling.
Oof, late sympathies with AWB's suffering. We had a disgusting stomach bug come through our house a few months ago, and let me encourage all of you to do everything in your power to avoid a situation where both parents are in the barfing, barely able to stand stage just as the toddler is starting to recover. Man, that sucked.
167: Same deal here. Xmas week, no less. Iris was down for days, iirc. Fortunately, we always had one fully functioning adult.
First pass through the thread, it was only up to 152, and I wanted to ask if AWB had, in fact, made it through the night. But there she was on refresh. Hurray, alive AWB!
165: OK, then, tell him about how you were going to get a Gatorade to help you recover, but you're not sure you feel well enough to go out and get it yourself, and let him draw the inference on his own.
I hope that if anyone here knew your mailing address, they had the good sense to overnight you some soup.
So, Lord Hobo, at 6 ish on Thursday? [In case I only have intermittent net access over the next few days].
Woohoo! So yeah, Lord Hobo six-ish, although it sounds like a quorum will be there before that.
Lurkers bewelcomed.
Er, Lord Hobo, 6-ish, Thursday. Not today.
Final call for Salt Lake City lurkers: gswift, LizSpigot, and I are meeting for lunch at 2 on Thursday at Sage's. (I know it's a far too civilized hour for an Unfogged meetup, but that's the only time I could do it.) Knife fights unlikely, but with any luck gswift will have to step into an altercation and crack some heads.
And the timing of the SLC meetup leaves lurkers plenty of time to hop a plane for Boston and catch the tail end of our meetup!
They don't, but Courtside does on Thursdays.
Oh, karaoke would be awesome, especially if Fleur could come. Where is Courtside?
Next to the court, appropriately (Cambridge St.)
Easy walking distance to Hobo, if people reach that stage.
So, I'll find my way to Lord Hobo just before 6. I'll be wearing a black jacket, and carrying a leather bag, if that'll help with identification. I'll be looking awkward and lurky.
It's like you don't even want to sex Mutombo.
It is a bit like that, yeah. Well, it's exactly like that!
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Spent the day in Washington, which was interesting.
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re: 182
That's OK then. People, table. What can go wrong?
Foreigners are very rare in Cambridge, so we'll recognize you easily.
180 Just start a gunfight instead of a knifefight. When in Rome and all that.
Guns are for wimps.*
* joke, but also something I think most non-Americans basically believe.
re: 185
Damn, and I thought after 2 days of acclimatisation I was passing for a native.
I will be there. If I'm lucky, I'll even have a chance to change out of my suit first.
I'll even have a chance to change out of my suit first.
Just pop on some Adidas.
Going to karaoke after a bar can have surprising consequences sometimes.
I'm pretty sure this karaoke bar will attract very little international opprobium. Nor domestic, hopefully.
after 2 days of acclimatisation
I have some exciting local news for you about the letter Z.
Y'all should know that I just passed up two free tickets for tonight to a movie about a guy trying to make robot porn.
For humans but made with robots or for robots?
You should really be showing more interest in Sifu's projects, shouldn't you?
Y'all should know that I just passed up two free tickets for tonight to a movie about a guy trying to make robot porn.
what
A film about some other guy trying to make robot porn. Got it.
It is taking much restraint not to get on an early afternoon bus up and then just catch that hilarious train back that gets in in the middle of the night.
She also wanted us to let you know that you're low on butter, so pick some up if you get the chance.
Do it! How else can there be proper communication of off-blog gossip between Boston and NY? (Not that I can think of any, but there must be something.)
Several of us have telepathic connections with oudemia. You'll either have to catch her in NY or develop your own connection with her.
Just pop on some Adidas.
Shadrach, Mesach and Abednego?
I am about to go wander about -- best choce? Mt . Auburn? Into Boston and around Beacon Hill and the like? Other suggestion?
Mt. Auburn is pretty, but it's a cemetery. I'd say go just to the edge of downtown (Charles/MGH stop on the Red Line) and walk down Charles St. to the Common and Public Garden. From there, there's some flavor of interesting in most directions. Swan boats? Newbury St expensive stuff? Freedom Trail? Copley Square, for the BPL/Trinity church/Hancock tower architecture combo?
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I really want this review to be done so I can go to the bar, now, please.
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I forgot to catch an early afternoon bus. No meetup for me.
emdash are you there? Is my wife there yet?
Is my wife there yet?
Did she change her mind about the robot porn movie?
I want to have a telepathic connection with oudemia. How did you get that?
Today I bailed on trying to meet with collaborators on my one free day between two workshops, and instead ignored work and went to MoMA. I guess I could have offered Boston gossip to random people in the hopes that it would reach LB.
That's pretty much how the staff in the Bronx county courthouse approaches getting documents into the right file.
The Bronx county courthouse staff files documents by a robot porn system?
I am just about to leave the hotel. Probably there in about 20 - 25 minutes.
Red line is having delays. I'm at Charles now. There's a train down around Harvard.
No sign yet of ttaM. I'm afraid I've sent him wandering in the city and we'll never hear from him again.
All assembled! Everything is awesome! I'm hungry!
ttaM! BG! Bave! Ursyne! Me! emdash! Blume! mcmc! Foolishmortal! Nathan! BRO, THIS IS EPIC.
Moby, I am now awkwardly peering under the table. FOR YOU.
I'm home with the boys having pizza. Our rule is that one person is out of town the other can get takeout or go to restaurants as we see fit to feed the kids. That does not mean I can bring them to a bar.
If you take them to the bar, you can use them as betting collateral during the Deerhunter-style Russian Roulette game that is about to go down.
229: If Moby were under the table he could do his own jeans' assessment.
We are discussing crossfit, predictably.
20 pushups, 20 air squats. For time. Go!
233: Then again possibly not. Maybe anyone who knows beans about Moby knows that Moby doesn't know beans about jeans.
232: the Deerhunter-style Russian Roulette game that is about to go down.
Delightful vegan lunch with LizSpigot and gswift. No karaoke or knives. Forgot to do a jeans survey.
Utah is pretty!
Now we are talking about the various apocalypses in academic job markets. Again, predictably. ttaM is manfully bearing shitty American beer.
ttaM is manfully bearing shitty American beer.
I expected better from you lot.
We are trying to convince ttaM that his 60 mile commute is a good candidate for biking.
241: he is not a fan of the kinds of American beer that I would define as "good".
Also: we have another "lurker" who only kinda lurks: cady!
he is not a fan of the kinds of American beer that I would define as "good".
Intriguing!
214: I think I have a telepathic connection with Oudemia. It might just be texting. We talk about seltzer.
We have confirmed that I am taller than ttaM but he has broader shoulders and also could probably kick me in the face.
We are retiring to someplace quieter.
||Anyone who missed the 30 Rock live show needs to catch it. Holy moly. Blume and Smearcase already know this THROUGH MY BRAINWAVES.|>
247: The sex grotto?! That didn't take long.
Man, I was the shortest person at lunch and the lack of meat left me with barely enough strength to type. Also, Kraab is staying at the hotel next to the McDonald's with the highest percentage of hobo customers in the state.
McDonald's with the highest percentage of hobo customers in the state
If you line up a bunch of McRibs, it rather resembles railroad tracks, so I'm guessing these are strategic-planning meetings.
he is not a fan of the kinds of American beer that I would define as "good".
Hoppier than any sane person would tolerate?
I only had one McRib the on the last return. Maturity and all.
We are someplace quieter! There is beer here, too! Amazing!
Hoppier than any sane person would tolerate?
That would be my guess, but on thinking about this I realized that I don't actually have any idea what kinds of beer Sifu likes.
What a lovely remove we have removed ourselves to!
252, 255: I would hope not. I'm with Garrett Oliver: "When a brewer says, 'This has more hops in it than anything you've had in your life--are you man enough to drink it?,' it's sort of like a chef saying, 'This stew has more salt in it than anything you've ever had--are you man enough to eat it?' "?
Sorry I am not at your lovely remove, lovely people! It was great to see your meat-based forms. But my dog was very happy for me to come home.
Now I will watch the 30 Rock live show.
he is not a fan of the kinds of American beer that I would define as "good".
What do Brits know about IPAs, anyway?
I would have loved to have dropped by the lovely remove, but I needed to get home to bed. I almost commented from the car ride home from Alewife. It was good to see those I knew and meet ttaM and the Massachusettsians I didn't know.
I'm sorry I missed round two! Blume, I promise to give you a wad of cash next time I see you.
Thstv was delightful . Bios nihhht.
Huh, I thought Sifu seemed weirdly inebriated, and there you have it. It was great to meet all of you people I hadn't met before. And the people I'd already met, a pleasure as always.
It was too bad that ttaM was such a disappointment. Man, I really thought he'd be cooler and nicer. And smarter, with better shoes.
And with more expensive jeans ...
It was very nice to meet everyone, of course. Thanks for the welcome.
Good live commenting. Hope Sifu isn't too broken in the morning.
Bios nihhht.
This is making me wish urple commented more these days.
Bios nihhht is great. Great great stuff.
Say, my head hurts this morning.
I'm pretty sure 262 accurately renders how I was talking towards the tail end of the evening. I remember telling a story and then abruptly stopping hallfway through because I lost the thread.
There was an elaborate evil plan you were mooting, involving Bo Gua Gua.