Why does know one come to the Twin Cities? (Says the guy who bailed on the last Twin Cities meetup.)
I'm going to go cry about that typo now.
Yeah, see, no one wants to come to the Twin Cities because we hear people there can't spell.
(And I have no sympathy. You made it to the DC party.)
I was in the Twin Cities for a few hours on the ways to and from DC.
It seems to me that the meetup dynamic most often depends on the rare visit to a place of a prominent personality. That brings together people who may see each other in ones and threes, but have no other reason to be all together in the same place at the same time.
once again I'm jealous, m. leblanc!
Alright dudes, like I said before, I'm being demanding. I want to see everyone who was there the last time I was in town, plus the people who couldn't make it (LB, AWB, Clown, I'm looking at y'all).
And I will proceed to get everyone intoxicated on vodka gimlets. Again.
(LB, AWB, Clown, I'm looking at y'all)
Hey, you're not making it tomorrow, why should I do you any favors? -- Well... I'm going to be pretty busy next week. But who knows? Maybe I will dash in to the city for a couple beers Thursday evening. But I'm not going to say prior to the day; if I come it will be a happy accident.
Well, I'm not making it tomorrow, because, uh, you know, I live in another city.
Califone is cool and all, but you know what's much cooler than vodka gimlets? Gin gimlets; that is, gimlets.
Alas, I have to teach on Wednesday and Friday, so will have to stay here. But celebrate Virginia Woolf's 125th birthday as though we were there.