Another update.
Just got off the phone with Laura, at the Holiday Inn Civic Center, and this is looking really good.
$99 a night so long as ten rooms are booked; rooms that happily sleep four people are only $119 a night. They have ADA-compliant rooms, of course.
Hospitality: They have a two-bedroom suite with full living room and full audio visual that would make a nice hospitality suite, and they'd take bedroom furniture out, to give us more room; full kitchen in there, I believe, and our own food not a problem.
Prom: Now comes the party. They have a grand ballroom, just about 3,000 square feet. If we use their catering for hors d'ouvres, the ballroom is comped, and would we like to have a cocktail bar set up at the pool entertaining area, on the fourth floor? Laura's been told I'm a cook and a retired caterer, so I'm going to be fussy about the catering and what we get for how much.
She's sending me the full proposal tomorrow morning, and we're getting together next week to look at the space.
Onward. Upward.
Deb, close your eyes, k?
Votex and I stalked the wild fried curd and cornered it at the State Street Brat House. We subdued the wild curd with mustard and marinara sauce and thousand island dressing. Beer was had.
After the curd was slain, there was mucho shopping. A pink bag was found and after much hemming, hawing, cavilling and questioning, we both skinned one and carried it triumphantly home. Or, in my case, tried to, but like a doofus, left my shopping bag at the restaurant we ate at.
Speaking of, we did ourselves proud at one of the sushi bars in town. There was hibachi scallops, seafood tempura, sake, more beer, spicy tuna roll, steamed spinach with sesame sauce, uni sushi (sea urchin) and only Vortex knows what else.
Feeling the need for beer and music, we wended our way down to the Memorial Union on campus where we succumbed to the lure of the Rathskeller Ale (pictures!) and split a pitcher while listening to a very decent cover band on the terrace by Lake Mendota where we watched the sail boats coming in at sunset. After much gaiety and laughter it was determined that some of us (moi) had to work tomorrow. The night was called ("Oh, Night! Here, Nightie-nightie.") and my chariot wafted us back to Vortex's hotel and eventually me to home.
Damn it. More of you folks have got to come and visit.
Debet, I've got a full bid proposal, with PFS and everything else, from the Holiday Inn Civic Center. How, and when, do you want me to post this? Or do I send it to you first? Or, what?
For Labor Day I'm going up to see Ginger and we're going to DragonCon. I'm sure there are other Buffistas who are going and I thought we could do some kind of F2F thing.
I'll be at DragonCon this year, as usual.
In completely other news...
All your Debetesse are belong to ME! She's sitting on my desk chair AIFG.
Okay, back on topic.
(Abi here):
Deb, at this point, I'm more than happy to take those details from you, but I won't really be looking at them till after the city vote. I think looking at the full, detailed proposals at this point might be overwhelming (as we'll have 3 cities to be looking at*). I'd say, hang onto it and integrate it into your final, official City Pimp (tm).
- Insert Standard "If anyone wants to point-person a city other than SF, Seattle, and LV, please let us know!" Disclaimer
(Kristin again)
Sasha has determined that Abi is either:
A.) a vicious demon that must be barked at because she might suddenly leap out and attack mommy at any moment
B.) a very scary person that she must run from
or
C.) a really good source for petting
My dog is a freak.
All your Debetesse are belong to ME! She's sitting on my desk chair AIFG.
That I is still for "it's" and not "is," right?
Yeah, the sex is amazing.
