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This makes me all stabby.

Why is there a head on that ottoman?

I see. Now we're dissing my eating habits.

*cries*

First they came for the beer and doughnuts, and I did not speak out because it was probably crappy-ass light beer, and also I'm not really overly fond of doughnuts ever since Krispy Kreme became really popular, with their Orwellian-ly same-ish chocolate covered abominations...

First they came for the beer and doughnuts, and I did not speak out because it was probably crappy-ass light beer, and also I'm not really overly fond of doughnuts ever since Krispy Kreme became really popular, with their Orwellian-ly same-ish chocolate covered abominations...

So, apparently I feel so strongly about those K.K. culinary destestations that I said it twice.

I'm OK with that. They suck wet farts out of dead pigeons.

It's early. I'm going to go pass out now...

Infidel! The only true Krispy Kreme are the original glazed. Eschew chocolate icing and other such adulterations, for they are truly abominations. Just original glazed, preferably eaten while still hot.

My aunt once made this fabulous dessert- she took glazed Krispy Kreme donuts, FRIED THEM IN BUTTER, and served them with ice cream. So decadent and SO GOOD.

OK, I want more photos from ColdChef's trip, and if they don't show up soon, there's gonna be hell to pay.

So, I met Cold Chef on Friday and I'm sorry to say that he was a gentleman the entire time.*

*Actually, that's not even remotely true.

Speak for yourself, witchstone- the man tried to impregnate me!

He didn't try to impregnate me, and I feel robbed. ROBBED, I tell you!

Everybody's havin' ColdChef's babies. I met the man four years ago and I ain't stopped havin' babies since. Still, you get a tax break, so who am I to complain?

Quityerbitchin.

OK, fess up. Which one of us is responsible for this?

I cannot overstate how cool, but surreal it was to "meet" all these MetaFilter people I've known for years. Everyone was really nice (except for a few people I won't mention...yikes, talk about freakazoids!).

My only real regret of my trip (except for not cornering Paul Rudd at the bar and telling him how brilliant he was in "Anchorman" and "The 40 Year Old Virgin") was not being able to meet up with Dana while I was there. Though I did talk to her on the phone a few times, and I can confirm that to call her laugh "angelic" is not an overstatement.

Of course she sounds angelic, until she puts her hand over the receiver while she negotiates the price of a lap dance.

I wailed and rended (rent?) my garments that I missed out. I hesitated to contribute to the freakazoid factor of the meet up, and now I am paying the price.

But see what you missed, Chef? The River Head!

::gulp:: Hope I'm not the freakazoid ColdChef speaks of!

Oh hell, I know I am. ::wraps pink beads around head, continues to dance around::

dana, I'm quite sure you rented your garments because:
a) you paid me
b) you returned them the next day

p.s. you'd better make it next time

Speaking of renting garments, witchstone, I was wondering how much you'd charge me for the use of this fabulous chinchilla bolo jacket you're wearing here.

Well, I think we can work something out...

Great minds think alike, Ms. Dana - when I looked at that photo the first time I thought, "Isn't it a little warm to wear fur?"

Ahhh. I remember my visit to the NY Mefites. Must do that again.

Tiglets!

There's more than meets the eye with that pic...

I really can hardly stand how cute those pictures are. Tigers and piglets? It's too much! I might have to go hug random people now.

Oh, and we do need to talk about the meetup at least a bit!

Hard as it is to believe, I never imagined that Cold Chef would have a southern accent. I now have to reread every single one of his posts with that in mind.

I also got to hang with chicobangs, liam, and vidiot! Vidiot asked if they would have to keep an eye on me, as it was Fleet Week in NYC. I thought "Uh oh, did I have a sailor's baby and I didn't know it?" but then I remembered that it was Fleet Week the last time I met up with those 9622 folk and I borrowed a sailor's hat. That's it. I swear.

A. Sailors. Hat.

And my husband said, "Oh, you've got this postcard. Who's this G.J? Dirty bugger."

Proof.

Thank makes me want to enlist.

Ah, I was so young and fresh, before the ravages of grad school...

...and all those sailors in San Diego!

Lookit that. All my monkey brethren and sistren (plus sailors)! Those were some good, good times.

Except for the secret pregnancy that I was harboring.

Oh, and the morning sickness. That sucked, too.

And the warm beer I nursed all night in the hopes that I would appear less completely awkward without hooch and my newly preggers self than I actually was.

Did it work? No?

Aw, nuts.

(Hi, all!)

Readymade! I was hoping posting that pic would lure you back!

How are ya?

So, are we getting the band back together?

You'll never get Blue Lou and Mr. Fabulous.

Yay readymade! When are you coming back for a truly debauched trip to NYC?

Or is it that anytime you come here you find out you're pregnant?

Oh, and I received an official offer of a million dollars for us NOT to get the band back together.

Wow, readymade, witchstone, ebk, liam, miguelcardoso...I can't wait to see who shows up next!

Unless it's Satan. Which it very well might be.

(And TJ too!)

Gather round, my little ones! I'm here for your souls!

Except for Witchstone, who as we all know, is souless. You'd know that if you've ever seen her dance.

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