My "nap" turned into "slept like a log all night," at least until Rannie the Cat started combing my hair over my eyes at about 5:55 a.m. The alarm went off five minutes later, waking me from a strange dream about unwanted hairstyling.
So, you wanna blogmeet report?We have the info on-hand!
In attendance:
Don Gwinn
Longhorn Jeff (of the Wheelbarrows Fulla Money)
Brigid
Mr. B
Midwest Chick
Rich
Roberta (who dat?)
Tam
Old NFO
Dave (Scout26).
Og, and Partner-In-Grime
Peter of Bayou Renaissance Man
and his lovely wife Miss D.
Shermlock Shomes and the talented Mrs. Shomes
The Jack
Old Grouch
Mad Saint Jack
KerryMy snapshots do not begin to do the event justice!
What a crew!
ReplyDeleteAnd that mustache! Well done Brigid!
:)
I would like to claim that my fingernails are usually cleaner than that, but that would be a lie.
ReplyDeleteuh, Brigid, a little judicious waxing or plucking might be appropo?
ReplyDeleteI'm jus' sayin'
Guffaw - you had to love the goggley eye glasses with nose and "stash" (courtesy of Scout 26). Not a single hippie hit on me all evening.
ReplyDeleteI do believe that is the first full face photo of Brigid I have seen!! Looks like you all had a super time...too bad I live in the land of dust and heat...er, I mean South Texas.
ReplyDeleteBut, but, but there's Booze! And Guns! I know some of those people, and they're Armed! God, how many Innocent People DIED when you all showed up? There must have been Hundreds of Gallons of Blood pouring down the Street From all the Gun Violence! There needs to be a LAW! ; )
ReplyDeleteIt was nice to finally meet you in person, and sorry I had to leave early. :-(
ReplyDeleteIt was a pleasure to meet you in person!
ReplyDeleteOld NFO finally made it!? Sorry I couldn't.
ReplyDeleteDid Tamara remember to ask Peter how to pronounce "boomslang"?
ReplyDeleteI think your gorilla is reaching critical mass in that second one. Hope everybody was OK.
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