Welcome to Austin, day 2. If you read slashdot, metafilter, or similar collective sites, you know that they have gatherings from time to time, in various locales. There's something kind of appealing, I suppose, about finally putting faces to names, getting first to know people through their language, etc. I had my first one of these, where I got to hang out with a good number of the usual suspects from Jenny's blog. We all met up at Opal Divine's last night and closed the place down a couple hundred dollars of drinks later. The players:
Jenny and Kyle (our hosts, previously mentioned)
Josh (who introduced us to the caste system among scooter owners)
Kevin (responsible for the tale of the puking giant)
Nadav (steadfastly opposed to any website whose address contains a tilde)
Debbie (expert in the crucial differences between Hebrew and Yiddish)
I should also mention Kelly, our waitress, who provided the table with no small bit of amusement by refusing to continue to serve Josh, because he was "walking funny" and/or "talking funny." Our overall impression of Kelly wasn't especially favorable--she didn't seem thrilled to be there, and she didn't crack a smile until the very end as the table tried to convince her that yes, Josh really drank a big glass of water and thus deserved one last vodka tonic.
As always in situations with virtual strangers, I was pretty much the quiet kid at the table. But not completely silent, esp after a few beers. And I had a great time. I'm sure there was more than this that happened on Day 2, but the lack of caffeine is interfering with my memory...
i feel like poo poo today.
i thought the Kelly gal was good looking. i liked her more when she cut Josh off and let me continue my assault on the liver -- although i suspect that was her way of flirting with Josh.
Say hi to Jenny and Kyle for Sherrin and me! I wish we were down there w/all of you. 'Sounds like great fun.