nocturnal missions
When bloggers unite for the singular purpose of having a really great time, there’s a few givens you can count on. It’s pretty much a guarantee that at least one bottle of wine will be involved, at least until we find the restaurant that will bring a whole box of wine out to the table for us. There’s also better-than-even odds that mac ‘n cheese will be consumed. In fact, if you can’t split up a bowl of mac ‘n cheese as an appetizer then the night almost doesn’t count.
You can also usually bank on reaching Class 5 Innuendo before the night is over, although how long it takes your group of bloggers to reach that stage depends on what they’re drinking.
But beyond that, it’s anybody’s guess what will happen. Given the amazingly creative and hysterically funny people involved, there’s no telling what they might do.
They might give each other tattoos, for example.
Or they might stand around in the street, regarding a recently deceased rodent with a mixture of curiosity and regret.
Sometimes they might briefly exceed the speed of light.
They might use chopsticks to smoke (for sanitary reasons, there’s no telling who might have touched that cigarette).
One of them might even prove her status as a minor deity by briefly bursting into sun-like radiance in order to birth a fully grown dragon from her forehead.
Of course, they might also simply look really cute.
But whatever it is you decide to do, I can guarantee that if you go out with the (Mostly) Herpes-Free Gang of Shari and Sibyl and Jenny and Brandon and Asia, and drag them through bars in the Pearl and downtown Portland, riotously good times will follow, even if nobody actually loses bladder control. You will also have more chopsticks than you know what to do with. It’s the most fun you can have with your legs crossed!
(More pictures of everyone on my Flickr [heh].)
Now I’m really sorry I missed it.
Next time.
It looks like such fun and yes, I am jealous.
*quickly adds the PacNW to the list of viable new locations for my ass to move to*
The captions literally made me laugh so hard I choked on my beer. That’s a party foul, man.
I love the photos!! Thanks so much for coming out, and navigating to keep my sorry ass from getting lost in Portland. Too, too much fun — can’t wait for next time!!
I think maybe both Jenny and I had our spirit animals revealed to us in photographs. The writing is one the wall.
Awesome pictures. When are we going to do it again?
wait… asia’s spirit animal is a golden dragon and mine is a spray painted bunny? man.
start practicing your salt n pepa, because next time, karaoke *will* be involved!
Mad William: We’ll try to give you a little more notice next time. We did set aside an extra beer for “all the blog homies that couldn’t be here” and dedicated it to you. And after I spilled my own I drank yours.
Hilly: All I gotta say is there ain’t no party like the NW party.
Shari: I just need to warn you, you’re gonna get hooked! Then you’ll be driving down here every week. Not that I’m complaining.
Asia: If not for my human failings of needing to sleep and eat and go to my day job, I’d still be partying with you guys right now.
Jenny: I’ll make karaoke reservations next time if I have to. And I’ll be working on my dance moves. We’ll bring down the house!
Okay Jenny, you have to admit you are rather beset with bunny rabbits lately… But maybe its more of a rabbit haunting then a spirit animal.
i didn’t want to mention this, but on my camping trip, i saw a dead rabbit. coincidence? I THINK SO.
yeah, i’m with asia. when are we doing this again?
Dear Fist…we miss your posts.
Sincerely, Snackie & Co.
dude. you still update this thing?