10.31.03

Let's Get This Party Started Right











At Play At Work


First, the bait. I stopped in at Artisan (where Ben, Justin and I all go to get our coffee fix most mornings). I picked up a delicious box of 16 chocolate truffles (each one is different), so as to sway people to sign my uh... "petition."

The actual makers of the truffles are CocoRouge.


And here is my petition. It's a two-parter, really. This is what I showed everyone, telling them my petition is for more "ponies and butterflies and hugs" in the world. Several people were somewhat suspicious of my motives. Paranoid bastages, the lot of 'em. :)

Here's the top half of the petition.

Here's what they were actually signing.

It's amazing how few people will actually read the fine print.


Matt as the King, me as the Prince.


The inestimable Ryan Manno, dressed as Roy.


Me and Darth Vader... just talking shop.


Doin' it Elvis style! Yeah!


For anyone with questions about the name tag:

Please allow me to introduce myself. I’m a man of wealth and taste. I’ve been around for a long, long year, stole many a man’s soul and faith.



Lunch at Monk's

Jon (schubee) and Melissa were in town today, and a bunch of us Internet folks gathered together for a meal. Everyone met up outside of Monk's for lunch, and we spent a pleasant (albeit crowded and noisy) hour plus there. In attendance: me, Justin, Ben, Jeff (persist), Matt (Tha.Riddla), schubee and Melissa (mrs. schubee).

Lunch was a bit too short, and I really wish we had more than an hour or so together. It's weird meeting in person again, despite the fact that I've met these folks before. At the very end of lunch, I started to feel like everyone was just starting to get comfortable... and then we all had to disperse.

It's good to see the faces when all I'm used to seeing are the names. I really wish we would have had the rest of the day - the whole feel of things would have, I'm convinced, been much different. Today was the first time my online friends have crossed path with my (I was about to say Real friends) uh... friends I've met offline. At certain moments, we would talk about other board members, and I'm not sure what Justin and Ben thought of everything. I'll have to ask them about their experiences, looking in from the outside.

I forgot to take a picture, but schubee snapped a group shot. I'll try to get a copy and post it here at some future point.



Group Shot


Left to right, Jon (schubee), me, Jeff (persist) and Matt (Tha.Riddla).



What's This?

So I get home, and get my mail. Funny - there's this strange card in an envelope. Not something I expected. Too late for my birthday, too early for Christmas. I go inside.

When I open the envvelope (trying to figure out who sent me what) I pull out a card. I open the card, and two checks slide into my palm.

One check is a $100 Gift Certificate from Quimby's bookstore.
The other check is for $80, and the card instructs me to spend it at Café Iberico.



Some Days





UTTERLY FUCKING SPEECHLESS

I read over the card, and I go to sit down in the living room. I'm utterly fucking speechless. I'm looking over the card, all the names of the people who have contributed, and letting it slowly sink in. All this is from seven people I've met online. They heard about the break-in, and felt bad for me. And so... they pooled their money together, and sent me one incredible god damn surprise.

And on Halloween, to boot. :)

I can't even begin to do justice to my amazement, my awe. I kept looking at the card, at the checks, at the signatures. I kept saying "No way, no way, no way" over and over again. I kept laughing uncontrollably.

The fact that these folks would do such a wonderful, generous thing for me... I just can't even fucking believe it. I feel so incredibly touched, so very fortunate to receive this. This is generosity and good intentions in a way, and on a level that I have never experienced before. And I feel so lucky to have people who are willing to do such a thing for me.

From what I've heard, there were several attempts (by different people, at different times) to try to acquire Iberico gift certificates over the phone. But no such luck. :)

This is to:

a3dmofo and sherie
jverbal
Mr. Grumpy
Smartiehouse
templeton
TS7

Thank you all. This fucking rocks. I can't say thank you enough.





Halloween Party


Justin got an invite to a warehouse type of party, and I tagged along. I stopped over at his place around 9:15, and we chatted a while. Before we left, we did a tea cup worth of whiskey to keep warm, then headed out.


Here we are, WAY too early and only a few others milling around. Quick shot of an angel, adn one of the performance areas (to the left). I think people had to climb up there to play/sing.


There was also a projector in the top room, looping several interesting and disturbing animations/stop motion films. The whole party was heaven/hell themed, with the downstairs serving sangria (hell) and the upstairs serving... uh, I had beer out of a keg. But it was really good beer.


I stopped to get a photo of two people playing chess, prior to the festivites getting under way. I said we were early, didn't I?

I'm sorry - but I gotta say this. Girls that play chess are just fucking hot.


This I think is.... Jeff? We talked a long while about music, and about singing.

At this point, I was pretty close to being done for the night. I had plans to drive to Ohio tomorrow, and wanted an early evening. I wandered around alot, and tried to get people to sign my petition. For the most part, I got a lot of signatures. Unfortunately I forgot to take photographs.

It's been a while since I've been out and about, so I'm out of practice. The party was really nice - a fantastic, great loft (and they did a tremendous job decorating). There was even a labyrinth in back! Like I said - apologies, but few pics from the night as I ended up milling around.

I did, however, have a whole bunch of "Hello My Name Is" stickers on my person. This morning I ended up scrawling the blog address on them, and gave them out at the party. No idea of anyone's checked back, but hey... any chance to hustle the blog.

At the very end of the night, I got to meet Liz, a friend of Justin's that I've been hearing about for a long time. I didn't get much of a chance to speak with her, and feel bad - but I was fading pretty fast at that point. Down the stairs (quite the miracle that I didn't fall and beak my neck, as these were some monster stairs) and into a cab.

Unfortunately, I forgot my list of souls in the cab. All in all, I'd say I got about 50 signatures, minimum.

I wish I could have been around when whoever it was discovered that sneaky petition, in the back of a cab.



End Day 1


This is probably scarier than the costume. :)