So, how about that hockey game, amirite?
Woo new thread! I'm declaring my little Nexus 7 tablet, + bluetooth keyboard a public resource for commenting. Just log on as the "UnfoggeDCon" account if it goes to sleep, no password on that.
I have relinquished Ace back to her mother and am going to take a nap before the party while I have the bed to myself.
Wait, is it somehow remarkable that Blume is there (not meetup-there, but your there there)? I mean, you're there. Or is she supposed to be in a hospital expelling a hatchling?
I think he's mocking our live-blogging.
I'm mocking your near-total lack of liveblogging. I can outliveblog all of DC!
DC liveblogging is failing. What's up with the hatchling?
Ace will just have to boot and rally like the rest of you.
Grr. Renting random apartments is fraught with annoyance. Rather than being under the pot with the mint in it (which was green, rather than brown) the key was under the other flowerpot. And now the door is jammed - the key turns, bu won't open it. And the owner of the apartment isn't responding to calls.
Renting random apartments is fraught with annoyance.
Tell me about it! I woke up in the middle of the night trying to figure out whether the sound of claws skittering across the floor meant some animal was in the place I'm staying or in the neighboring apartment that I was hearing through the very, very thin walls. Didn't really reach a conclusion.
Put your shoulder into it LB, and heave-ho!
13: Tempting -- it looks flimsy.
I dunno, this rental has been easy-peasy.
Also, I'm finding it incredibly hard to be an online presence while surrounded by so many people. But we're having a blast, for real. Wish you were here.
heebie just close your eyes and take pictures in random directions and then make emdash put 'em on flickr. Solved!
I give up. I will schlep my bag back to the party house, and wait for the owner to get in touch.
But we're having a blast, for real.
Assumes facts not in evidence.
Having lunch with T. and neighbors at Boxcar bar on 7th St. across from Eastern Market. Looked at Port City Java briefly for you people but didn't find anyone.
I'm near a circle that intersects avenues named for states and streets named for numbers and letters.
Change in plans. Doing the National Gallery. Currently in East Bldg, headed for Ballet Russe.
Change in plans. Doing the National Gallery. Currently in East Bldg, headed for Ballet Russe.
Change in plans. Doing the National Gallery. Currently in East Bldg, headed for Ballet Russe.
I have left the party house to check into my hotel, which turns out to have no rooms clean. Tempted to tell them I'm not that picky, but of course I am.
Comfortable lounge area, though. Will liveblog my wait if necessary.
I'm going to the T Roosevelt Memorial. I need to stretch my legs.
Soccer is being watched. I think I'm too lazy to go take a shower. Sorry.
headed to vrbo with a big-ass pot. let's see if i get hassled as a potential terrorist .
Exhibit is pretty neat. I seem to have lost Bg & so, though.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z9nwcpGZE6A
Things these costumes are made of: felt, silk, steel, brass, velvet, fake pearls, glitter, raffia. Not only heavy and hard to dance in, but near-impossible to clean. Featuring Nijinsky's sweat stains!
The ballet version of The Blue Train is a lot more lighthearted than the Agatha Christie book.
Hmm the Flickr android app got updated last night. It looks like uploads to groups with privacy can now be done from my phone. The initial view looks a lot like the new one for the website but adapted to a mobile platform.
Did Clan Jacobian ever find people at the museum? Zey were looking about half an hour ago.
It appears from one of the other threads that they may be at the virbeaux.
OK. I'm here on the steps of Finney Chapel, where is everybody?
Is everyone back at the vrbo? TR isn't very talkative and I'm trying to decide whether to head straight there or go the American Art Museum.
Some people catch museums; others go them.
JP, really? This is my 30 and yet I am at this shindig instead of at our alma mater.
"Vrbo" makes it sound like you're all vacationing on the Dalmatian coast.
It just got significantly more crowded here. Peoples are steady rolling in.
We seem to have forgotten to get plastic cups. Anyone want to bring some plastic cups?
The nametags have been broken out.
Should get to Dalmatian party house 730ish - with ms bill and four bottles of champagne.
47: My son is graduating this weekend.
I'm hiding from the party/barbeque in the rest of the house under the pretense of fixing my son's computer. Oops, busted!
Got more than halfway to the Metro stop, then realized I'd left my bag on a bench at the memorial. Fortunately no one had it detonated. Some people seem to have been watching it from afar. At this point, I'm just going straight to the house.
this is just to say I have the cable trapnel wanted.
61: I just assumed it would be sometime earlier in the month. But no.
I have the cable
that trapnel wanted
for the stereo
and which
will probably be
the wrong gender anyway
forgive me
it was handy
and I was ready
to go
I think I'll bring some moxie too. Gentian root soda could make for an interesting mixer.
Moxie makes an excellent mixer with whiskey.
Stormcrow: memorial day weekend for the last 34 years at least for commencement and reunion.
So the webcam at the virbeaux should be up in a minute, yeah?
My baby's asleep, but I can put her on a hangout on the ipad. She's wearing a bear costume.
Jenny robot has pretty much stolen ace.
Some kid on the metro thinks it's called "Froggy Bottom."
People who want to steal your baby are the best people.
68: Ah well, then. Don't think it was back in my day, and I'm apparently not that engaged in this stuff...
Anyone in the VRBO reading this should take the garlic bread out of the oven -- I put it in and then left because I got a call from the owner of the apartment where I'm staying. Seriously, this means you.
I have left
the garlic bread
in the oven
and so it
will probably burn
pretty soon
forgive me
it smells good
and I am drunk
Spectacular. Anyone concerned about my lodging, I successfully got into my apartment with the aid of the owner.
The trick was looking for the real key under the potted palm!
Ordering people put to death! Struggling to bring squabbling lords to order! Reforming taxation mechanisms!
Heading to the VRBO shortly, along with my host for the weekend. He has been pondering pseuds for a nametag.
I just found five dollars a dime on the bathroom floor. PROFIT.
56: mazel tov. I'll be there (Northeast Ohio) next weekend if you're still around.
I gave Soren a real penny. Capitalism in action!
Can someone start a Public Hangout on Google+ and share the link here? If so, I can join with the tablet. But it doesn't look like I can *start* a Public Hangout using the Android app.
The patio is getting crowded for those of us with introversion issues.
Heebie, do you want a bassinet for tonite? We have a bassinet to give away.
Everyone else, do you want more wine or are you set?
92: You should all sit in different rooms of the house and talk via Google+ Hangout.
Actually I seem to be confused about what hangouts are. It's not clear what the ideal way is to have a public broadcast from this (Nexus 7) tablet. Hrmm. Feel free to suggest something, Sifu.
94: nah. Cosleeping on the floor. But thanks.
A public broadcast of what? I'm hoping it's an anti-Halfordian piracy manifesto.
Turgid Jacobian's kids are great. His son brings me beers for an imaginary penny.
96: I will be there in an hour with a magnum of cru beaujolais. And rose cava and amaro.
102: I am not super sad not to be there or anything.
MAGNUM.
Maybe laying on my couch would feel more like I was at the party if I had some beer.
I hope people are at least taking pictures.
There is a paleo diet book in the downstairs apartment. And now Fontana Labs. TJ's kids are delivering beers again for a penny per bottle. It's a full-on party now.
Don't tell TJ, but I gave his kid a dollar.
Hey trapnel, dummies.com says you can hella start a hangout on your nexus 7.
Oh, those might not be public. Well, I started one under my pseud on google drive and invited all the people in my "unfogged" circle there, so maybe people can join it. I can invite people by maybe email or google+ thingie or I dunno. Let's see what happens!
Okay! I made a public one. Go here and see if you can join, whoever.
Everyone here is very pleasant! Thorn is cooking delicious-smelling food! I made Ace cry but really she was just hungry!
113: I was wondering! I clicked on it, then went to do something else, and then it was gone!
I've sincerely been enjoying all the liveblogging, even if it is past my bedtime. Have fun, one and all!
Can you try again Sifu? I was trying to use Heebie's computer to set one up (I'm on that now), but it wouldn't give me a "hangout on air" option, probably because her heebie.geebie youtube account doesn't have the status to do live events. I think, maybe.
The food is amazing. Props to teraz, I think?
Oh hey, there's a baby and trapnel's head.
I turned my webcam on so I wasn't being antisocial. Now you can see my ceiling. I do not know why trapnel is only showing his forehead.
Oops, there goes trapnel. Now it's just a baby. I bet that's SP's baby!
PGD or anyone else local: a cocktail shaker, etc. would be appreciated.
I don't know what happened to the people in DC but now SP's baby and Blume and I are having a party.
Oh wait there's trapnel's forehead again.
No audio for some reason although someone said "this is weird"
Also now there's somebody drawing a picture of a horse. Is this a thing that happens on google+?
This guy drawing a horse is not really helping the party atmosphere.
She was promised other babies, there were no other babies. Unless you count the brief glimpse of Blume.
Hospital? Oh man, I hope everything is okay.
Okay, soon PRATY will be on the hangout, and there's no more horse-drawing dude.
oh this is epic. The sound doesn't work, though.
Heading over with four bottles of wine + cocktail shaker but NO BASSINET. Save some food for me!
(Baby going to sleep so no more baby Gus)
We can see you on the google thingy but not hear you. Hopefully you can't hear us.
Our stuffed animals are dancing to the new Daft Punk album in the google hangout. YOU MOFOS AT THE PARTY NEED TO DANCE MOAR.
I stopped in very briefly and couldn't hear anything, but that may have been because I have everything muted as technically, I should be sleeping.
K-sky's baby is the cutest, and Blume's stuffed animals dance very well.
Thanks for setting up the baby hangout, Sifu. I'm going to go make my cat puke up the baby and then go do a improv show. Have fun!
My kid was tired and wanted to leave. We will return in the am.
That stuffed rabbit is dirty. I like it.
People tired of the pig. That seems fair.
Eggplant Stole Ace from Jenny Robot .
I dropped in to the hangout but all I saw was (what I believe to be) Sifu's ceiling. Flickr pool looks great.
come back! there's a bunny and we can probably get the party to turn its streaming back on.
Okay, party, nathan's here now. Come back!
I assume everyone is off in the grotto and not checking their phones, or they would have joined the party back in to the video hangout.
Party is back, and now we are looking at the butt of some commenter or other. Will let you know if we identify who it is.
"I can tell you the p values of yellow fever.
party: we have no sound from you
On the internet, everyone knows that Beefo Meaty is a dog.
The last time I saw the hangout device someone was trying to work on the sound.
158: if there were sound, we wouldn't be able to hear you anyway. I'm impressed at the bunny's stamina, though.
161: I thought so, but Eggplant insists that it's a dog.
And who am I to argue with a deadly nightshade?
Instead of socializing, I'm sitting down trying to catch up with the thread.
The bear is creepy.
The hangout was fun but hard to interact with people. Next time, robots.
I tried changing something... Still no sound?
Oh ha just remembered: no microphone on Nexus 7. Oops.
No one wants to listen to CVS Bangers.
The hangout is a lot like being at a club or pary, except that I have enough light to actually read my book.
There was totally sound from the party in the hangout.
the hangout is watching a dancing butt
whoever is standing next to thorn in the baggy pants, we appreciate it, we do.
Scotch and Lactaid: surprisingly drinlekab.
The pig has made scorecards to rate the asses that get parked in front of the tablet camera
Now I am watching charleycarp load mountain bikes onto his car but there is no party.
The party had decided that scotch and milk is good but Daft Punk is bad. I'm not sure I agree with the party.
The milk-braised pork shoulder is about to emerge!
I think heebie should print out that picture and return it to the owners with the keys.
hah I know this track. Rock the house music, Bave!
milk-braised pork shoulder
That's a euphemism, right?
I was told this wouldn't be on the exam.
We shouldn't have biked home half an hour ago. Both the "half an hour ago" part, and the "biked" part. So wobbly...
we lost the party again. Me, SP, Carp and Jesus McQueen are having out own little party.
I was told scotch and milk wouldn't be on the cam. NB that is a lie.
Could you maybe pick the tablet up off the floor? It feels like we're watching from the corner, with the dust bunnies.
PICK UP THE TABLET FOR GOD'S SAKE
Sir Kraab upskirt notwithstanding, we would really like you to pick up the fucking tablet.
You bastards. Remember who made you. The fucking Internet, that's who. Read the fucking comments.
OKAY GOOD. Now introduce everybody.
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PAY ATTENTION TO US
The tablet is in the least crowded room!
WE DON'T REALLY NEED HEIDEGGER. SOMEONE PLEASE LOOK AT THE FUCKING BLOG
I just flashed the tablet, you ungrateful wretches.
I hope you appreciated the reading from *phänomenogische interpretationen zu aristoteles*.
That's a very alluring corner of your ceiling, Tweety.
It is stormcrow, SP, jesus, and me.
We want to see your lovely faces, not the ceiling fan! But titties would be good too.
Stop putting things in front of us! Do not commenters see?
I just flashed the tablet again. The things I do for you people.
No, Flashlight app does not enhance nipple view. Not on the ones we've seen, at least.
Could someone at least move the fucking beer bottle?
Past a certain hour, devotion to the feed turns to creepiness.
Also, wherever the camera is pointed will rapidly become the most boring part of the room unless positive action is taken.
227: it should be where BODY SHOTZZZ happen, duh.
Just catching up here, 227 sounds encouraging, like its lights out making out time. But I'm a little unclear on this mysterious sex cam technology you all are using and how can I get in on it/sell the video to the world.
Halford it's the link in uh 117 I think. Not complicated.
If you write them notes sometimes they will do the things in the notes, as long as the things in the notes involve reading heidegger and/or dudes showing their nipples.
I am pretty sure they are just pointing a phone at things now and don't remember why they are doing that.
I am pretty sure I would go to bed and trapnel would keep pointing his phone at things for quite a long time.
That was a lot of fun. No, nobody can have my kids-they show too much promise of being useful to have around at home!
The sex cam seems to involve too much joining Google Plus and not enough IPhone ease. Oh well, you can send me the amateur sex tape in the mail, like Nosflow's mom did. Enjoy, party, people!
OK, calling it a night, it's been fun a bit creepy experimental from this point of view. But kudos to both the remote and onsite technical staff of Unfogged(Kobe)-2-con for the spontaneous effort.
From a friend's post on my feed at the Other Place:
Sturgeon's Revelation states that ninety percent of everything is crap. The naive refutation of Sturgeon's Revelation is as follows: "Let it be assumed that ninety percent of everything is crap. Now it is evident that crap is a species within the genus 'everything'. Therefore, by the hypothesis, ten percent of crap is not crap. But this is absurd. Therefore the hypothesis is false, etc. Q.E.D." This refutation fails because it does not recognize that something can be crap in two distinct ways or modes; on the surface level or on the ironic level. Approximately ninety percent of things that are crap on the surface level are also crap on the ironic level; the other ten percent are actually good on the ironic level, therefore after a fashion "crap that is not crap." It was on this discovery that Agaischrophiles of Alexendria founded classical kitsch theory.
It also fails because Sturgeon's law doesn't say "exactly 90% of everything is crap".
244: The problem exists for any interval excluding 100%, e.g. 85%-95%.
The statement of the problem does seem to assume that "90% of everything is crap" means that 90% of every possible subset of everything is crap, including the set of all crappy things.
This seems obviously false as long as there is at least one thing. For that thing, consideted alone, must be either crappy, in which case 100% of things in the set are crappy, or not crappy, in which case 90% of things in the set are crappy.
It seems more plausible to take this as an asymptotic property: that for any set chosen in a manner orthogonal to crappiness, as the size of the set increases, the percentage of members of the set that are crappy converges almost surely toward 90%.
Sorry, that should have been converges in probability, not almost surely.
The best decision made tonight was made by me when I visited the 24-hour McDonalds window and got a quarter pounder. And told everyone at Micky D's my name was muammar al-qadhafi.
TR isn't very talkative
Give him a break, he's been dead sine 1919.
Also, there are pictures of all these strange, drunk people all over the Flickr pool.
There should be a prohibitive tax rate on invocations of Sturgeon's Law.
Also, I hate you all.
You deserve it. Fun should be punished, especially other people's fun.
Are people commenting in the flickr pool? Stupid flickr keeps crashing on me. Last night was so much fun.
Nobody commenting there. Too gobsmacked?
Morning 2: Still no hangover! Old farts rule!
So people are awake? I was going to come over for breakfast.
I am desperately jealous, peoples. Not of your hangovers, though. Mostly apo's nipples.
258: And why weren't you here, young lady?
Traveling by train felt awesome, just because I'm used to flying. It seems like it might be delayed, though. Less awesome.
Oh, planning failure on my part. I ought to have just made concrete plans and said fuck it, early on. But I noodled around and then when it turned out I have a bunch of things I need to be at in NY in early June, my noodly plans had to make way.
On the down low ATM: what's the best way to get a human head down a garbage disposal?
We're currently eating it. To 262 and 263.
I have an early Monday morning flight from Dulles. Anyone up for splitting a cab? If a local offered to give me a ride, I wouldn't turn it down, but we're talking about 5 am or so.
I wonder how long trapnel kept pointing his phone at things after I went to bed.
So apparently someone died on (in? Under?) the train ahead of ours, and our train is stopping to pick up the people who had been on it.
The door to our car seems unable to shut completely, but keeps on trying.
The statement of the problem does seem to assume that "90% of everything is crap" means that 90% of every possible subset of everything is crap, including the set of all crappy things.
If 100% of the crappy things are crap, then 90% of them are, too. Hence the issue with the law not saying "exactly 90%". "90% of everything is crap" is compatible with 100% of some (kinds of) things being crap.
Anybody interested in grabbing some [br|l]unch in the Dupont/Logan Circle area? I may try to wander towards the VRBO, but I'll be too hungry by the time I get there.
266: I also have an early flight from Dulles on monday (well, early by my standards: 10am), but I'm also located rather far from you, so...
Oudemia PERSONALLY assured me MULTIPLE times that she would be present. PERSONALLY, MULTIPLY.
Multiply, Oudemia. Everybody else is.
Actually, I should rephrase that. Am I too late for brunch?
Excellent frittata. We're making good headway on the $150 farmer's market run.
Planning to head out to Do Stuff before too long. Last night NickS was talking about the Zoo, and there's still the Seventies exhibit at the Archives. Rolling Thunder seems to be occupying a fair bit of space.
Not if you get here soon. We still haven't seen Sir K and M/tch.
Same query here.
And is there anything that still needs to be picked up at the Harris Teeter?
I will head over. Think I'm only 15 minutes or so away.
OK, Thorn just heard from NickS and apparently the plan is to meet at the Zoo at 12. I expect there will be other groups heading in different directions, if people aren't interested in that.
Benquo: We're out of paper towels. Also requests for OJ, grapefruit juice, donuts. Definitely donuts.
Don't forget to get reimbursed from the slush fund by heebie!
281: Meeting at the Zoo metro stop, not the zoo proper. But then we'll go to the zoo, not just the metro stop.
Sir K and I ate breakfast in and are lazing about. But we'll head into town at some point and meet up with you good people's.
I have to go to an adjoining city to attend to family matters this afternoon. Who's still around in the evening?
Oh god I think I'm still kinda drunk.
Thorn, Eggplant and I are en route to the zoo. We're getting better at this Metro card thing.
I have to go to an adjoining city to attend to family matters this afternoon.
I must do the same (but with a different family) and plan on swinging by VRBOhus later. Today is a great day for a trip to the zoölogical park.
If you go to the zoo, go see the Komodo. That guy is my hero.
Holy crap, I feel like crap. Good party, folks.
I now have a vivid visual impression of how each poster looks when I read their comment. It's somewhat bizarre.
Left my cocktail shaker at the house by later today to pick it up
There's a bachelorette party in this diner.
282: After moronically driving the worst possible route, given today's street closures, I'm finally a minute from the Harris Teeter. Any further requests from anyone.
So many pics in the flickr pool! Yay!
I still don't quite know what a Harris Teeter is.
If you don't know, you can't afford it.
So who would have thought that videoconferencing into a party could be so weirdly entertaining.
We thought sir kraab would show up and whip us into shape, heading somewhere.
Sigh... just now becoming functional again. Is there anyone who hasn't already made plans, who might want to do something starting around 2pm?
Also, time-delayed liveblogging:
Fri night: Apo looks much less malevolent than I'd expected. Awl and I have mutual acquaintances! Spiced raw ground beef is rather good.
Sat 7pm: Jackmormon and Teraz are cooking in the basement. Chopper is chopping spinach.
Teraz can cook in four languages, but keeps switching on the wrong burner (the one that's not underneath the pot).
Sat 9pm: Rob Helpy-chalk talks about teaching his students to think abstractly. Witt smells gas, switches off unlit burner on stove.
Teo discusses declining oil production in Alaska, future importance of polar shipping routes.
Apo, dancing in front of camera, now displays expected degree of malevolence. Sifu is a muppet?
Kreskin is a statistician! (I like statisticians.)
Sat 11pm: Trapnel's phone is hovering nearby like a knife-missile.
M/tch has indescribable facial expression. Either he's killed someone, he's going to kill someone, or he's just tired.
[redacted from this point on]
Sat 11pm: Trapnel's phone is hovering nearby like a knife-missile.
Exactly! Didn't see it that way until you wrote it.
Spiced raw ground beef is rather good
There was laap??
Ah, I'm glad someone posted the minutes.
Okay, help is needed! Natilo has informed me by phone that he has become separated from you other 'foggers at the National Gallery and somehow neglected to bring anyone's phone number with him. He is hoping that someone who can help sort this out will see this, email me at [redacted] at gmail and send me your phone number and then I can send it to him and he can call you. So help would be appreciated - if you have someone's phone number who you know to be at the National Gallery, perhaps you could send that to me assuming that the people at the Gallery are looking at, like, art and stuff and not totally glued to this thread on their smartypants phones.
Honestly. Some people aren't safe out.
Or, alternatively - and perhaps now that I think of it this is more polite - if you would like to email me I can send you Natilo's number. Is that better etiquette?
We are entering the west entrance of the West building now. We will meet at 3:30 at the southwest corner of 7th and Madison NW
I'm afraid I'm likely to be conned out at this point. A friend was in from LA today and so we met up for breakfast and hung out for a goodly while.
Bonsaisue expressed interest earlier in maybe coming in to visit more with people. And Noser has his heart set on seeing Sir Kraab again.
Thanks, Benquo! Hooray! Natilo tells me that he will meet you at 3:30 - he is in the East building now, apparently.
Trapnel, Wendy the Lurker, and I are also in the East Buildibg, on our way to the Dürer.
I wish to state for the record that I liveblogged, just in the wrong thread.
We did an early walk on the National Mall, saw a bunch of Rolling Thunder bikes, then left town due to bad behavior. Sorry to miss a day with you people.
Also DC Baller is baller.
So, is anybody actually at the house right now? Noser would like to come visit once more before everyone skips town.
Whee! We're going to take the sparkly bouncy tunnel back to the west building.
most people are at the mall. no idea if the house is inhabited. will update plans once they solidify .
BLEG: Can anyone in DC recommend a good urgent care clinic? I can't stop vomiting, and I've got other things going on which make me think that I am suffering from more than just excess drinking.
Eggplant and I came back to the house after some epic panda-watching and are going to rest now. Everyone else is out.
grabbing a bite on the mall then going to newseum.
I decamped for a hotel in Foggy Bottom. I am not good company right now, because I am so nauseous.
I'm thinking we may stay in VA this afternoon/evening after all. Sudden onset sleepiness. Was so lovely to visit with everyone this weekend, though! You people are all the awesomest.
BG, if you're in Foggy Bottom, I'd just suggest George Washington hospital. I've never gone there myself, but the place I'd recommend based on experience is at 220st L St. NE, about 25 blocks away, so that wouldn't be very helpful.
Next rendez-vous point: On the north side of the Hirshorn Museum (toward the mall), at closing time (5:30?).
Will people be in the house late tonight? Apo still around?
Headed back to the house to pick up my stuff. NickS's s.o. Is a good itinerary-planner and navigator. I say we expand "Lurkers welcome" to include non-lurkers too.
there will be people at the house, including apo . look forward to seeing you there.
Heading back to the vrbo. Roll call: Heebie-Geebie, Jenny Robot, Natilo, Josh, LizardBreath, Apo, Togolosh, Awl, Minivet.
Or more compactly Benheejenatijoshlibrapotogawmin.
I've decided to not try to go back over to the group house but I say again, it was lovely meeting people and I enjoyed all of the conversations that I had.
I like the blog but was still surprised to find that it was quite comfortable having the opportunity to chat in person.
Bonsaisue, TJ, Noser & Elly, so great to hang out with you!
336: So that's the name of the 47 year old balding man living in his mother's basement who imagined us all!
Somehings I have learned at UnfoggeDCon:
1) Bonsaisue's pseud is just "Bonsai Sue," not some obscure French word pronounced "Bo say sue."
2) LizardBreath is much less grayed and more friendly in person than I had imagined.
3) On a westbound blue or orange line train, all the people who are neither black nor Unfoggedeteers still exit at Eastern Market.
4) Heebie-Geebie's babies were named after her pets' IRL names, not their pseuds.
I guess maybe you already figured that.
In retrospect, I should have planned a longer trip. Also the nametags were a good idea.
At Union Station, 45 minutes early. I wish I were still hanging out with you guys.
I liked the recap in 304. Some things I learned:
1. Teraz is an excellent cook.
2. It can be really nice to meet in person people whose comments you like.
3. It can be equally nice to meet people whose comments you have a vaguely pleasant association with, but don't fully remember. (Nondescript pseuds, I'm looking at you.)
3. Amiable significant others are a boon to the blog (whether present or absent at this gathering).
4. Holy smokes, Unfogged has really gotten old(er) and domestic.
5. Having 2 of 3 days be 65 degrees (F) and sunny made the outdoor wanderings and various Metro schlepping much more pleasant.
6. Meetups skew male. Like, really male.
7. Next time: Board games. More/better dessert.
So, what's happening? People are hanging out at the house right now? I went to a baseball game (Phillies lost, apologies to Witt).
I know; there are million Phils fans here in the station. Very sad. We're having a tough year.
344.4:
Seriously. It doesn't seem that long ago when nosflow and witt were teenagers.
Lots of nice people in person! NickS's friend was lots of fun. Lurker Wendy showed! Noser kept trying to get me a beer. Enjoyed talking with BG's guy.
Wish I had more time to have chatted with others.
Don't think I saw heebie hold that baby once.
People are indeed at the house now. Come on by
Sweet. Gonna grab a bite to eat, and then I may swing by.
It was completely wonderful seeing everyone!
"You want to avoid getting shanked." -Jackmormon
6. Meetups skew male. Like, really male.
Wait, really? The photos in the Flickr pool seemed pretty gender-balanced, but maybe my calibration is screwed up by too many physics conferences.
353:
Or maybe I just ended up taking more pictures of the ladies.
Or maybe it's actually like the same three women in every photo with a rotating cast of men.
Oh hey, J,Robot had apparently never heard of herpy.net.
"My boyfriend takes me to sherry tastings."
"Who's Sherry?"
Heading back to union station presently.
This is the longest I've had to wait for a train since my arrival.
"Zombie slaves are in the eye of the beholder, pragmatically speaking."
"C/lementine is a perfectly fine name for an otter." -Eggplant
Sadly I am not heading back to the praty huose. I am wiped.
Sifu was inadequately appreciative of the nipslips given in response to his requests, apparently.
362 gives me a very tenuous excuse to link to this.
Let me think.
M/tch, Eggplant, helpy-chalk, Stanley, Dino, Mr. Blandings, Mister Smearcase, Bave, Teo, FL, Josh, yk, lw, PGD, will, NickS, some guy I don't know, Natilo, togolosh, md 20/400, Apo, Benquo, w--f-s-n, BG's bf, teraz, mrh.
Molly, messily, Lizard Breath, Sir K, Jackmormon, Ace, heebie, Thorn, Maddie (sp), Bostoniangirl, NickS's s.o., me.
24:12, counting a five-week-old and some people who were not there for the party itself.
Who am I missing?
(am assuming everyone is OK having their gender revealed)
"The GAO is my favorite federal agency."
"Me too!"
J, Robot. Lurker Wendy. xtrapnel.
25:14, maybe. Who else?
but maybe my calibration is screwed up by too many physics conferences.
I think this is exactly the point. The balance was far enough from 50/50 that I noticed it wasn't 50/50 but would never have described as "way male" since 1/3 women is still a lot relative to a lot of situations I'm in.
I miss high school theater where the skew was 2:1 the other way.
Bonsaisue and I canceled. Noser and Rilee canceled.
Are people still at the house? I will head over if so.
364: what?! I held up a sign that said "thank you"!
We found a penny stuck to LizardBreath's foot.
Neb, I am very disappointed.
Not more so than I am, I assure you.
Why does the iPhone Flickr app never do anything but say "Flickr is temporarily unavailable"?
I was detained in Baltimore far longer than expected, am staying on the opposite side of the city, am tired, and have to rise early(ish) tomorrow to get to the airport. None of these things is remotely my fault.
378: that is a different iPhone Flickr app than the one I have. The one I have is generally awesome and never actually says that.
And I must say that Noser has a huge crush on Sir Kraab. He was devastated that we couldn't make it in this afternoon.
374: And everybody except me had some reason not to speak up about it.
Any news on Bostoniangirl? If not OK, being adequately looked after?
Giacomo (=== new not very short shorthand for Jackmo!) kept trying—mostly ineffectually—to stick signs to people's backs last night.
"He's a short Jew. It's not happening." - Sir Kraab
387: I just bathed Noser this evening. I'm pretty sure he isn't.
He's pretty short, but also shy a covenant.
Did he have an older hemophiliac brother or two?
368: I'm changing my pseudo to chopped liver.
393: Ack! Sorry! That's why I asked who I was forgetting. It's hard to do this stuff from memory.
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Have people seen this absolutely mindblowing story about the Toronto mayor and his siblings' history of drug dealing?
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Also, I don't think Awl has been counted yet. Also also, last night someone, I can't remember who, came in from the back porch and described the scene outside as "men with little hair talking earnestly."
Friend of a commenter. He doesn't lurk or comment.
Ouch. Forgot me. That hurts. T. was there too. Also, as for a pseud for her, I'm recommending to her that she comment as tigger, if she ever starts.
Friend of a commenter. He doesn't lurk or comment.
The guy whom Lizardbreath wouldn't chastise, even though "He was very civil … And he wanted it so badly."?
"Yay! The Internet's still here!" -Stanley
"Ohmigod, no one go to Germany. It's totally not worth it."
And Unfoggeditarian, and rhymes with Maria. So what are we up to, 29:15?
I was also there last night, so make it 31:15. The two-to-one ratio seems to be holding about steady.
Very nice to meet everyone in person, and many thanks to those who put so much effort into organizing.
The google hangout was 8:3, not counting babies or Blume's cameo.
Scanning through, everyone seems much too chipper, content and wholesome today. I was hoping for horrible regrets, like someone waking up next to McMegan.
Or maybe waking up in bed sleeping next to Heebie's infant and a nude McMegan.
I ate at an Olive Garden tonight.
"He's a short Jew. It's not happening." - Sir Kraab
I have no idea what this is about BUT I RESENT IT.
We just got back to upper Manhattan. I stole Bave from Kreskin and we took the bus.
So that was really fun. I feel a tiny bit earnest about it so I'll keep it under my hat for the most part. You guys are the best 47-year-old bald guy, though.
Glad you made it!
Ten-year anniversaries should come more often. I had a great time and am looking forward to the next ten years with you infidels.
I'm almost home. I rushed to make my connection with enough time to eat only to discover that the real food in Grand Central closes early on Sunday and I was too tired to look nearby. So I'm eating mcnuggets at a highway service plaza.
Let's not forget President Chester Arthur.
And so to bed.
What if I don't want to sleep with President Chester Arthur?
He doesn't actually mean the President.
It's a nickname for his penis.
Another excellent nickname for a penis.
metro is closed. i my have given bum info to people at the vrbo. sorry if i accidentally screwed you, people .
423 makes me glad I found a taxi. I still can't quite wrap Mt head around the number of people out on the streets and waiting in line st clubs here.
Josh apparently found a taxi with a wet bar. That's nice.
"But go on with your story, I'm sure it had a point." - LB
Someone just yelled, "show us your tits!", so Mr. Blandings did.
If per togolosh anyone still needs a ride somewhere in DC, let me know, as I may be headed in your direction once it's time for me to head home tonight.
Also if anyone still needs crash space tomorrow.
LizardBreath, Jenny Robot, and Sir Kraab are comparing the size of their feet.
"I dunno ladies, I think your feet are all fine. I'd hit that." - M/tch
"The problem with Alaska is that there's no daylight." - Teraz
"No, there's plenty of daylight, it's just not very well distributed." - M/tch
"That's not a real panda! What is this, some kind of trick?" - Jackmormon
"Labs IS still the prettiest. I'd totally hit that--did you see her feet?!" - M/tch
I'm picturing Tweety in a state of blissed-out ecstasy, finally sated by the live-blogging for which he's hungered and clamored for so long.
After passing an impromptu Unfogged sobriety test, I have safely delivered Stanley, teo, and myself to our respective pads, and will regretfully remove my pseud tag for the last time, a fine end to a lovely weekend.
To clarify 340.2, I had somehow imagined LB as much less approachable in person than on the blog.
5) Everyone is really nice!
6) "Baller" means falafel
7) BostonianGirl looks and sounds exactly how I'd imagined
8) Even more unfoggedeteers have St. Jo\hn's College connections than I'd thought.
Apo, Thotn and Eggplant just walked me back to my rental. I've never felt so bodyguarded before. Thanks!
We're back here and in our beds and I'm so grateful LB showed her btockedness with my name. I win!
You lot have been MUCH better at live blogging than the other group of imaginary internet friends I'm not with this weekend, so thank you. I'm off to berate the others.
Heebie's alarm went off when Eggplant and I had been in bed five minutes, so we got up to help send off our amazing coordinator and Ace the Great, although also sadly the blanket awl was using. I'm hoping to get a little sleep before cleanup begins in three hours, but it's bright enough outside now that I can read if I must.
Bye bye unfoggedy. MD delivered us safely to Dulles.
Darn, was hoping to come by the house this morning to say good bye to Heebie et al. Anyone still there and awake / not trying to sleep?
(And also to pick up my cocktail shaker)
Your cocktail shaker belongs to the praty huose now.
humph. I'm still moping because my husband said I was too sick to go back to DC for like one week. I'm glad everyone had fun, and I hope BG's ok!
People are awake and here, but we have to vacate before 11.
1. heebie is teh greatest for making this thing happen and having the genius idea of renting a place where we could all hang out.
2. Thorn's red sauce is teh greatest.
3. J,Robot's handmade Super Grover costume is teh greatest and also sadly missing from the liveblogging. She promises pictures, though.
4. Lots of other people were teh greatest, but I hate typing on my phone.
5. Eggplant and LB are teh greatest master plumbers.
I second the motion to have J, Robot's Super Grover costume in the flickr pool. It sounds awesome.
Phone typing be damned. I have more to say.
7. Have we mentioned that Awl traveled halfway around the damn world to come here? He is teh greatest.
Thorn very gently and carefully replaced Ace's blanket with towels, and I didn't even notice until I had woken up. Thanks, Thorn!
452. Was wondering about that. Impressive.
(What did eggplant and LB plumb?)
449.3: J.Robot wanted to make it very clear that despite the Super Grover costume, she is not a furry.
Wow! I thought Awl happened to be in the US. Few could have trumped that. (Maybe Alameida. We did miss you Al.) Maybe another time Becks and Alameida will be able to make it.
You all are wonderful. I ban myself.
Incidentally, I posted in the other thread because the Net Nanny on the hotel kiosk blocked this one -- I have no idea why.
PGD, if you're coming over, it'd better be soon as checkout time is approaching. Or alternatively we might give Jenny Robot the cocktail shaker as she will be in town longer (she has not been consulted on this idea).
Truly, kudos to Awl. It was great to briefly chat--and so cool that he came from so far afield!
Thanks, guys. I know everyone must be exhausted at the moment, but if any New Yorkers feel like hanging out during the coming week, please let me know at the linked email address.
Is there an awards ceremony now that it's all over? I vote for Labs for Best Hair.
You missed the voting. He was a strong contender for Best Hair, but in the end came away with Still The Prettiest.
Personal to teo: I'm at the airport and have three hours to takeoff and I suspect you were on the delayed flight. If you're here and want to hang out, that would be awesome.
Trapnel, we are so sorry we couldn't find you to say goodbye when the cab came but thanks for being a great roommate, especially if you put away that stack or towels, hint hint!
I have PGD's cocktail shaker (ITKWIM) & will be in dupont circle & Alexandria today.
Train just pulled out of Union Station, heading back to North Cackalacky. Made it through the entire weekend without a hangover. The poor recycling carts in the front of the VRBO are no match for this bunch of lushes. Also the poor garbage disposal was no match for the human head and whatever money is left in the party fund will probably be paying for a plumber.
We put away the towels and identified the owner of the coat and shirt left in the closet. Ready to vacate.
Like Apo (who nosed out Labs for Best Hair) I made it through the weekend hangover-free, and with only a few moments of shattering tactlessness. I can't think of when I've drunk that much lately and woken up feeling so healthy.
a few moments of shatteringhilarious tactlessness
I was surprised to find myself feeling only mildly hungover yesterday. Physically, anyway. Then there was the shame, of course.
462: Let me be the first to suggest Fresh Salt.
Minivet's shuttle just arrived, so that makes me the last. Locking up now. The meetup has ended.
471 still has me chuckling. It was wonderful to meet everyone, and I'm not even a tiny bit ashamed to admit I've developed a crush on Apo. It might have been the hair. This is a group with some gorgeous hair (but Labs is Still The Prettiest).
Also, I loved discovering that Thorn's mind so frequently met my own in the gutter.
(Speaking of which) Teo, apologies for any egregious oversharing while I was intoxicated. Also, the author I mentioned was Dana Stabenow, and her Kate Shugak series.
462: I will be in NYC on personal business this Friday afternoon. I could conceivably get to a meetup at Fresh Salt by 3:30 or 4.
I have had no hangs over this weekend either, either physical or otherwise.
462,474: Great! My coordinating skills pale in comparison to those exhibited by others these past few days, but I'll get to Fresh Salt on Friday for the Unfogged:Postpartum (wake of the babysplosion).
We are leaving the hospital after 4 days! I bet our bill was more that the VRBO, Labs' stylist, alcohol, and plumber's bill combined. Here was the best sentence I read this weekend: "Inpatient Medical and Surgical Care in a General Hospital; Benefit limit: None." Copay was $500, though- used to be lower but they've been raising fees on the plan at work.
As Sifu got a glimpse during the babyless baby hangout, she's happy again. Needs a lot of follow up monitoring, aspirin as a blood thinner and steroids, but doctors are happy with her progress- initial heart scan read as a borderline cardiac aneurysm but it already went back to almost normal after just 2 days of treatment. Kawasaki syndrome in case anyone was wondering- one of those diseases where you think, "Well, she's been sick longer than usual, but probably nothing serious" and it turns out to be something serious. Something for all you first time babysplosion parents to be paranoid about! (Not really, US incidence is 1/10000 favoring boys and Asians of which she is neither, we just happened to win the disease lottery.) Fortunately we live in a city where the hospitals have teams of doctors dedicated to rare illnesses.
Of all the backhanded compliments I've been given, I will cherish "still the prettiest" most of all. I concur: the Apo hair is magnificent.
Jesus Christ, SP. Never even heard of it. As long as she's going to be OK.
the babyless baby hangout
There were three babies! But there was no baby overlap. They had to make due with the stuffed pig.
481: Good grief. Very glad to hear she's doing well. I read an article about Kawasaki that went along the lines "We thought it was strep throat, but . . ."
stuffed pig
And that answers the last question left open.
I had never heard of it- first time I saw it was when she had a fever, rash, and threw up, and I googled those symptoms- and I work in biomedical research. Of course the problem is those symptoms mean lots of non-dangerous illnesses too.
Part of the problem is the cause is unknown, there are just vague associations with ethnicity and other random things (Living near still bodies of water? Using a humidifier? Eczema? Maybe a mystery virus?) and all the research I do is pretty oriented towards things with a defined cause or at least molecular observations.
Thank goodness it's responding well to treatment. You must have been terrified.
SP, I'm glad you have a diagnosis and your baby back home, but how scary! I'm glad things sound better.
I just finished lunch with teo and we've gone to our gates to take off. Ending my time in the VRBO with plenty of companionable quiet was exactly what I needed. I am really sad to go and had such a wonderful time. I'm grateful to all the people who pushed me to show up and all who made it so much fun.
487: I said it was a pig at the time! Or was the confusion exactly why I was doing a puppet show?
491: Some people didn't believe you that it was a pig and I'm pretty sure no one understood why you were doing a puppet show, with you as a possible exception.
That was a pig? I thought it was Lamb Chop.
492: seemed more exciting than me silently staring at the screen like a dope. Also I hadn't lit upon writing messages on signs yet.
Proof of pigness in the flickr pig.
That's the whitest, furriest pig I've ever seen. I mistrust the label.
Flickr pigs are apparitional beasts that noiselessly roam the intertubes rooting about for unsuspecting victims.
That's the whitest, furriest pig I've ever seen
Pigs are usually white and furry, they're just the victims of a dedicated and malign misinformation campaign.
Another downside of short-term rental apartments you might not have encountered at your VRBO: neighbors who run a very loud vacuum cleaner for three continuous hours. They must have the most well-vacuumed floors in the world by now.
Or sort of a pale pink and furry, exactly as this pig is! Unfogged has never ever seen a pig, I wager.
It's all the fault of those angry birds who convinced the world pigs are smooth and green.
That's exactly it. No wonder they made you professor.
Where I come from, pigs mostly look like this.
281: she had fucking Kawasaki syndrome?!!!? My wife and I once upon a time read the article mentioned in 286 (or so I assume), and we've lived in fear of that malady ever since. Good for you for being paranoid enough that you got her to the hospital in a timely fashion.
506: I think it was called "Facebook Saved My Son's Life," which is terrifying along 12 or 13 different vectors.
In other exciting news, I'm pretty sure my lips are sunburned, presumably from being at the baseball game. I don't think I've ever had sunburned lips before, and I don't recommend it.
Having sunburned lips sucks, and having had them once means you are much more prone to get them again. Sorry! The chapstick with sunscreen works pretty well.
509: Well, crap. But good to know about the chapstick.
On the Kawasaki front, I first heard of it when the author of that article was interviewed here. It sounds very freaky, and I'm glad to hear the little one is on the mend, SP.
Before I scrolled back, I assumed that Bostoniangirl had been felled by Kawasaki syndrome.
511: I as well; this is what reading threads backward gets you. I hope BG is on the mend as well as baby SP.
Thank you all for the flickr pool pics. It looks and sounds to have been a wonderful time. A little hard to tell people apart in some of the photos (blue shirt, short hair). I confess to having wondered what some certain people look like.
Do I at least get honorable mention in the hair category?
Strictly as an observer, I would say so.
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Oh awesome good lord, there is apparently to be a film forthcoming called "Rodham", about Hilary Clinton, and there's talk about who should play her. I say Scarlett Johansson, fer sure.
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516.--I would so watch the shit out of that.
Meryl Streep.
I have fed pigs, and scratched them behind the ears, and wrestled burlap-sacked piglets home in the back of a car, and I still didn't recognize the pig puppet.
Also I didn't have sound so couldn't make pig noises. That would have helped.
Oh wait I did show the curly tail! I forgot about the pig's booty dance. I may have only showed it to M/tch's butt, though.
That would be a fair description yes. Also, at the actual party, what I can only describe as lap dances for an Android device.
Truly, the singularity has arrived.
I'm having serious post-meetup mushiness. Why can't we do this all the time? The internet is not enough! (Who knew?) But I'm home and the garden is looking good and the girls had good weekends and just picked a strawberry, so they're happy.
ENOUGH OF YOUR HAPPINESS. You guys should have seen the way better three-day party that I went to that you'll never know about.
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Dear Lord I am beat. My apologies to anyone I may have misled into staying an extra night with the possibility of hanging out tonight, but I just want to crawl into bed and not come out for a very long time.
That's what happened to me last night! With admittedly less excuse, but my nephew is a hard drinker.
Nia just flipped out on me and tried to beat me up at the park and then I had to spend half an hour carrying a kicking, screaming six-year-old home. I am exhausted and miserable and even scotch and Lactaid sounds better than this. Bedtime is next. (I assume she's trying to test whether we'll give up on her because even though she loved staying with the other family, it felt like another loss. But fuck.)
532: ouch. Hope things calm down soon!
Amazing update: after round two, Lee got involved and rather than inflaming the situation, helped Nia calm down and elaborate on the problem and then work on problem-solving. They're going to go out to dinner tomorrow for some one-on-one time and stay up to watch Chopped. This is exactly the kind of thing Old Me would have done and had good results with, but Lee has always been opposed because she thinks being strict and pushing for consequences is better. I am amazed and somehow in Wonderful Bizarro World, thank goodness!
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Somehow it had escaped me that Spring Breakers was directed by Harmony Korine. This makes me no more likely to see it, but it somehow struck me as remarkable. Somehow!
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535: you should clearly go to a lot more meetups.
So glad I went. Thanks, reprobates!
536: My film nerd friends all seem to love it, which was not what I had expected from its advance press.
537: Word. It is an UnfoggeDCon miracle!
I loved seeing you all. Thorn is right on all counts. I hate typing on my phone or I would be regaling you all with more elaborate gratitude. Thanks heebie for organizing and LB for giving me a place to stay and everyone who contributed to the slush fund (even the copyright guy) and most of all everyone who helped clean up the house on the last day -- bless you all!
438: My picture *is* in the Flickr pool.
IV zofran and saline with a little Imodium does wonders. I wish I'd had the sublingual tablets the ER doc prescribed in the morning when the continual vomiting started in earnest and before I got all dehydrated.
Slept well in a hotel bed. Sorry I wasn't able to help clean up the house.
Al and oudemia -- mad you weren't there. Sickness is no excuse. Come on, toughen up.
SP $500 is high. My inpatient is $250. No deductible but multiple inpatient admissions would add up. I don't think I have an out of pocket maximum.
SP $500 is high. My inpatient is $250. No deductible but multiple inpatient admissions would add up. I don't think I have an out of pocket maximum.
535: Yay!
537 gets it exactly right.
547: Good to hear you're doing better.
528 gets it exactly right. And normal posting will resume tomorrow.
57: Congrats, hippies!
Not so hippie by most standards, but then again I suspect not too many have received the sheepskin whilst wearing the Dude sweater.
542, 552: Right on and many thanks to Heebie and the other denizens of the party house. I'm very grateful that Awl and Teo came so far for it.
Apologies and regrets for not spending as much time with you all as I'd've liked... I guess we'll just have to do it again.
(Also, what kind of weird voodoo are you non-hangover-havers practicing? Sunday was painful.)
555: Some factors are
1) Lots of water
2) Being too interested in the conversation to want to leave it to refill my drink
3) Spending a lot of time in the sitting room and being too lazy to go all the way to the kitchen to get a new drink
4) Plenty of coffee
5) Starting early
6) Practice
7) Being probably the youngest person at the party (once Noser left).
4) and 5) may actually be the most important. On Sunday I started drinking at 4PM, switched to coffee and juice at midnight once I realized I was getting sleepy-drunk, and was sober enough to drive home at 3AM.
YMMV. In particular if you are the sort of person who gets more lively as you get drunker, my strategy is unlikely to be appealing.
Security deposit has been refunded in full.
557.2: Pause/Play is your friend, Benquo.
559: suckers! Wait'll they find the head in the sink!
559: Does that mean we didn't party hard enough?
562: There's a meatspace version.
Who ended up with ari's book? With this crowd I worry everyone was too polite to claim it and it's now languishing alongside Stieg Larsson and The Paleo Solution.
564: How do you do that? Isn't it rude to insist that everyone shut up until I return?
Or do you have some sort of truly universal remote control?
I had a great time meeting new people and seeing people I'd already met. I wish I'd known that no one else was on the dance mix or I would have actually made one, but anyway I learned the True Way of Dancing from Sir Kraab so that should see me through to the next boss level I think.
Finally home again in my own bed. About to go to sleep.
It was so amazing to see you all, and meet the folx I hadn't met yet. I feel like everyone contributed a huge amount to my overall enjoyment, but I want to especially thank Heebie for her organizing skills, and allowing me to hold her awesome baby, and Thorn et al. for making dinner on Saturday, and Sir Kraab for not brooking any nonsense with the pizza ordering, and Minivet & Trapnel for making sure the house got wound up and left in good order. But everyone was so awesome. I wish I could have had a good long one on one chat with each of you, but that probably would have taken a week or two, given Unfoggers' predilection for 1,000 comment threads and all that.
I'll work on composing an epic poem about it all.
559 -- WHAT. Literally nothing reported on the blog has made me sadder. Couldn't you have at least stuck a dagger into the wall or had a few naked hobos in there when the VRBO owner returned, just for my sake. Also seriously that Robb Wolff book is pretty good and worth stealing.
Thanks to everyone for coming; I had a great time and it was totally worth the trip. I want to especially thank Thorn both for showing up and being so awesome the whole weekend and, more specifically, for keeping me company at the airport while I waited in line for hours to rebook my flight. As it turned out I did (just barely) make my connection in Chicago and got back easily to Anchorage, where the weather is spectacular.
Teo, apologies for any egregious oversharing while I was intoxicated.
Don't worry about it; that conversation was actually one of the highlights of the weekend for me.
Security deposit has been refunded in full.
I am legitimately surprised by this.
Meanwhile in the real world Ringo Starr admitted in an interview with People that Paul McCartney was dead before Abbey Road was recorded and that he has been impersonated by his evil twin ever since; Kim Jong Eun called free elections in N.Korea and stepped down to make an album with Psy; and Obama abolished the Air Force.
But you were all too busy to notice.
572: No kidding. Surely that kitchen sink required a plumber?
Also, will's daughter has excellent taste in men.
569: I DID steal it from the bottom unit to the top and then stuck a fake nametag on it and encouraged people to desecrate it in various ways. It's hard to know just how much intellectual property theft is enough for you, I guess.
And my time in the kitchen was as much a drunkenness-avoidance strategy as it was any pure desire to be helpful. Everyone offered to help (and togolosh and M/tch and LB and others did great work when I asked them to) but there's not really much room for delegation when the only job is to chop veggies and there's one cutting board and one almost sufficiently sharp knife. The key to the best pasta sauce I've ever made is that if you're cooking for 50ish, it takes forever to do all that chopping and so the veggies spend forever cooking away in the excellent olive oil and butter, which would make just about anything delicious but can really do a number on tasty fresh veggies from local farms.
I regret that my being stuck in one spot means I didn't get to talk to emdash or bill and ms. bill or Bave or several others as much as I would have liked to. Well, I didn't get to talk to anyone as much as I would have liked to or we'd all still be there, but I have some specific bingo spots that get carried over to next time even though I'm amazed how many people I did get to talk to and how comfortable and fun all that talking was!
555.last: I have no idea. I wonder if the timing of dinner Saturday night helped: the fantastic braised pork showed up pretty late in the evening, so that may have cushioned things. But other than being short on sleep, I managed to get away with no damage at all from all that drinking.
(Has anyone commented on the professional yet cordial waiter service? The Jacobian children were the best party kids ever (in the capable-of-walking division).)
And I should say that Benquo mixes a mean gimlet.
576.last: It was tremendously comfortable and fun! I was expecting to hit total introvert burnout at some point, but it never happened.
And now I'm on my way to the airport. I really need to find my way to the East Coast more often.
577.2: I am in love with Noser. So helpful and so polite and well behaved. Just a great little kid. I'm wondering what he's going to do with the money he made through his drink delivery service. I saw him make at least two dollars and I know I didn't catch all the transactions. I missed out on talking to his little sister, but she also seemed to be awesome as all getout.
580.1: I expected the same, but also didn't run into it.
564: I ended up with it. Enjoying it a lot.
582: Oh thank goodness this isn't about Ace.
584: You mean Ace is still up for grabs?
I think I didn't really drink enough, though I was enough in a social drunkspace to read some Heidegger to and flash muppet-Sifu. (I would like to note that it was an Arrested-Development-themed flash with a napkin intertitle.)
And I mostly talked to people I had already met, except my new bffs neb and Josh and Stanley.
There was conversation of a book club style series of posts on the book. That may happen.
Hey, there's a kindle edition!
I have the vague feeling that I made a fool of myself at least once over the weekend, but I can't pinpoint any specific instance. So that's mildly discomforting.
588: of Ace? Someone buy it for J, Robot immediately!
I WANT IT GIVE ME THE BABY
589: I recall none such thing.
593: Right, there was no one such thing.
I too am sorry I didn't get a chance to meet more of you or talk longer with those I did meet. I tried to get away from my usual party strategy of staying in more or less one place and talking to whomever happens to stop near by, but I think I still ended standing in the kitchen most of the time.
589: I'm guessing that's a universal experience (although I know exactly on which occasions I feel like I made an ass of myself).
I was actually headed back to the house on the last morning but my kid imploded several blocks away so I returned home rather than inflict him on the diligent cleaning crew. So I sacrificed my cocktail shaker to the cause but it was more than worth it! Whoever has it, mix a martini for me!
Great, great party and I wish I had had more time...every conversation I got into I felt could have been at least a several hundred comment thread! Special thanks to all the organizers and workers!
Very fun party and weekend. More people should have come, on the other hand there were more than it was practically possible to hangout with over the course of an evening. If I believed in deities I'd be thanking them for whatever physiological quirk I have that makes me mostly immune from hangovers and cursing them for the one that lets me get sunburn on the top of my head. Also, next time I'm investing in a cheap, serviceable knife or three.
That may be taking the thread title a little too seriously.
What are you so excited about? You won't be able to walk to Russia.
I'll be able to sail to Iceland, though.
It's really apparent from up here just how quickly everything's changing.
I talked about this a bit at the DC shindig, so it's actually somewhat on-topic for this resurrected thread.
607: The boyfriend has a theory that it's harder for Southerners to viscerally get global warming because they don't have childhood memories of first snows of winter or the occasional white Halloween.
They used to change more rapidly than they do nowadays.
610: They don't share the anti-science religious bent common in the South that leads to doubt about whether global warming is occurring despite overwhelming evidence that it is.
613: Right, but the theory predicts that they would also be unable to viscerally get it for climatic reasons, which seems wrong to me.
A thing that can be distressing is when you're standing outside the opera house and your ex, catching sight of you as she comes up, cheerily waves to you, and then you chitchat pleasantly until her date arrives (naturally, you're introduced and shake hands), at which point they both go in. If you chance to catch sight of them, or more accurately her (who cares about him?) returning seatward after the intermission, evidently having a good time, that adds to the noted phenomenon, as does the observation that she looks fantastic.
Now, how do you feel about global warming?
Ah, OK. I guess most people I know from the upper Midwest say stuff like, "Yeah, when I was a kid, sometimes we had snow on Halloween. Not anymore." Or how they remember that there was "always" snow on the ground at Xmas. Even though climate change isn't observable at that level yet (I don't think), I think people who had cold, snowy winters tend to think that winters are now less severe than when they were a kid. This could be a sample size problem, but it made it easier not to rant at our stupid fellow grad students who thought climate change was bogus.
614: Poor you. IME, the only way that sequence could be worse is when the ex's date is hideously unattractive. (As in, ex picked that person over me??)
614: that sucks. But haven't you been on dates recently? Tell us about them!
Although not only was that violating the sanctity of off-blog communication, it was also just rude, since I'm going to bed now. Nevermind. Feel free to delete that! Or, you know, pour your heart out. Whichever.
614: assuming here that you're at the opera very obviously on your own? Yeah, not good.
619 could be good because then you're thinking to yourself "yeah, baby, see what you're missing. Too bad you have to go home with that tonight."
Even though climate change isn't observable at that level yet (I don't think), I think people who had cold, snowy winters tend to think that winters are now less severe than when they were a kid.
I've said it repeatedly here, but I firmly believe global climate change has changed NYC winters in the last decade. I suppose I could be talked out of that belief by someone with data showing that they've actually all been within normal variation for the twentieth century climate, but I don't think that's the case.
(Sadly, while the NYC winters worry me because of the global implications, I like our new climate quite a bit better than the old one. The milder winters more than offset the hotter summers.)
623 definitely written by somebody who lives on the last hill remaining in Manhattan.
Well, written by someone who works all day in an airconditioned office. If I worked outdoors, I'd probably gripe about the hot weather more.
And I'm on the second highest hill, not the highest.
I just meant that, you know, you trade milder winters for being the first to recommend Fresh Brine.
Now that the comment spam is deleted, 599 doesn't make a lot of sense. But sure, let's revive the six-month-old thread!
Confusingly enough, continued global warming will likely make the UK (and Northern Europe generally) much much colder: if the melting of the Greenland icecap causes the shutdown of the Atlantic Heat Conveyor. We had a notably long cold spring this year, then a lovely late-lasting summer -- and are apparently due an unusually bitter winter. I don't know how much of this is within ordinary tolerances of variation, though. I can remember the winter of 1962-63, when wolves roamed the iced-over Thames and pterosaurs fell frozen from the sky.
567: I have successfully taught my boss to do northern soul spins this week. I'm not sure what this means for my career.
629: I saw that. Then old-Bilbo freezes to death in about three seconds.
