I guess I hadn't heard about the clogged toilet, and as my house is currently without toliet, was being paranoid, my apologies. I will certainly write a more detailed account of the weekend, once I have better recovered from it.
I will say that I am aware of the origin of the lavender bra, and was actually wondering where I left it; and that I think I was abducted by aliens off the subway immediately after having left the gig. That or that last Cutty Sark 'n Coke was a lot stronger than I had realized (thx again I AM) What happened was I suddenly became aware I was on the train, it was 3 hours after I got on, and I was only 2 stops from where I started. Threw me off a bit.
[ 28-01-2002: Message edited by: Floats With Spider ]
yeas, even though it was only for a briefest moment, a good slice of cold pizza, and several mad little stops on the subway -- it was xcellent to meet y'all.
next time yr in town we can go get sake and eat a small mountain of edemames [sp?]
Back in the land of strange. And finally got some sleep. Sorry for being so out of it. I think Northern VA is doing something to me. Everytime I leave I get really spacey and out of it. And I don't sleep worth shit.
ANYWAY... Fun was had. People were met. Faces and words were put together. What else is there to want? Walking along deserted streets, greeted only by men in hardhats? Check. Watching impromptu vocal performances on the subway, followed by spontaneous applause? Check. Cheerleaders on stilts? Floats trying to get shot? Check and check. All was had.
Next time, may I offer DC as a spot to meet? Better chance of the Southern people showing up. All kinds of tourist stuff for the Canadians, so they can stay longer if they want. And free place to stay for as many people as will fit in my new apartment. It's an idea. May be sometime this summer.
Oh, and a tip for all who will one day meet Floats. He's almost bearable when he's drunk.
edited to add: And if he's still interested. I can gaurentte that I can find some neighborhoods where Floats can get shot.
And has anyone seen my meds? I'm hearing this really annoying voice telling me to do all kinds of fucked up shit. Oh wait, that's just my boss. Carry on.
Im planning a trip to london (got a place to stay) and another to canada (ditto) sometime this year. and Id love to do a maryland/dc meet, too - even another ny would be great
quote:Originally posted by I Am:
Oh, and a tip for all who will one day meet Floats. He's almost bearable when he's drunk.
edited to add: And if he's still interested. I can gaurentte that I can find some neighborhoods where Floats can get shot.
[ 29-01-2002: Message edited by: I Am ]
...almost.
And DC is a very different city from NY, in my experiences, and I've always treated it as such. NY, the stranger you are the better your chances of being ignored. Don't worry I AM, I'll be at the DC meet. Still intolerable, a little more demure.
How're your glasses, kitten? Have you gone to the eye doctor recently? Maybe you need a new prescription.
BOOM! That photo is a sensual explosion, a veritable party in your mouth! The only way it could get any better then this is if we had taken the picture with our backs to the camera, so as to show off the junk in our trunk! She looks but she does not see!
clockwise from the blonde, who is moriartys brother: mj-12, I AM, enamon, floats (with long hair), deb, lionheart, me, potus/wisdom (in glasses) moriarty (fluxs pavement experiment)
Considering all the stairs we had to climb between the hotel and all the train stations to/from L'Amours, MJ-12 the (almost but not quite) Legless really deserves some props.
quote:Criminals are a superstitious and cowardly lot, so my disguise must be able to strike terror into their hearts! I must be a creature of the night, black, terrible...a...a...A Gibbon!
