The Meetup. The Bi-Mon-Sci-Fi-Con. The Embiggening. The Dorkfest. Oh My God, I Hate You!

No matter how we refer to this past weekend, all of those present will remember it for the rest of their blogging lives. Or at least until the next time. If they can remember it at all. (In-laws who may be reading should probably skip to the very end where there’s a link to several pictures of your beautiful daughters.)

Several bloggers are big on the cameras and picture-taking, so there is no shortage of photographic documentation of the event. Hell, I even got in on the action with the wife’s Digital Elph. Here are some things I took pictures of:


Yeah, that’s about it for the pictures I did take. How about the pictures I didn’t take:

It was a very, very fun time. Many of the things I didn’t photograph, someone else did. There are tons of them here.

Posted by Scott-san on 05/02 at 11:35 AM
 
  1. Damn, damn, damn, damn, DAMN!

    Posted by rob  on  05/02  at  01:09 PM
  2. God, that was a good time, wasn’t it? The boob flashing is from Arrested Development ("Take a good look, Michael! Because this is the LAST TIME!") Caitlin does it better, though.

    And as I recall, you did ACTUALLY have to drag Michelle out of the couch. I don’t know how it happened, but one second you were saying goodbye and the next second Michelle had stealthily poured a 13th cocktail and was downstairs doing “I Love Rock and Roll”.

    Best. Weekend. Ever.

    Posted by estella  on  05/02  at  02:54 PM
  3. HA! And by “couch”? I meant “house”. I… I won’t even try.

    Posted by estella  on  05/02  at  02:55 PM
  4. no, estella. i think you had it right the first time.

    Posted by  on  05/02  at  03:43 PM
  5. the only way i could have enjoyed this more i think is to have cloned myself several times over so i could be at all places at all times. like jesus, but, you know, dirtier. who needs to drink when one can get a second-hand buzz from all the stuff you guys were consuming? :D

    Posted by  on  05/02  at  04:45 PM
  6. estella, cw said he was going downstairs and turning on guitar hero.  that’s all it took and there was no stopping her.

    Posted by  on  05/02  at  06:38 PM
  7. Next time i will remember to pre-study the rules of ‘HOLE! and prehaps send out a refresher. THEN we’ll get this party started *right*!

    Posted by  on  05/03  at  02:11 PM
  8. Oh, Christ, I forgot all about the slang cards!

    Posted by Scott-san  on  05/03  at  02:46 PM
  9. Way to dime me out, homeslice.  Way to get janky with it.  Don’t dis my fly shirt!

    Um, fuck.  Apparently I was on my best behavior all weekend, and by “best behavior” I mean, of course, “fucking out of control.” I should probably put my shit on a tighter leash, because NOBODY at that table needed to see my bra that night.  It just seemed like it was the only way to take the joke through to its horrible unfunny end, and thankfully I was right:  everybody covered their eyes in terror. 

    Thank you humans for putting up with me.  I appreciate your generosity of spirit by not killing me with a shovel and throwing me in the creek to be eaten by raccoons.

    Posted by styro  on  05/04  at  11:02 AM
  10. PS:  sorry for threatening to punch you in the face, but you were SHOUTING IN MY EAR.  I’m giving you layrngitis again NEXT year.  wink

    Posted by styro  on  05/04  at  11:03 AM
  11. Styro: I’ve been told I get louder as I drink more. Maybe you should keep me from drinking, give me laryngitis, and THEN punch me in the face.

    Posted by Scott-san  on  05/04  at  12:10 PM
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