Yes, but during the SF Prom, the woman who had been coordinating for us grabbed me by the arm, said "You have to come with me now!" and dragged me down the hall into the bar, where about ten hotel employees in suits were sitting. "What did I tell you?" she asked gleefully. "She's one of Them!"

So we at least got their attention, is all I'm saying.

The one at the DC prom had a lot of fun! (That was when we REALLY freaked out the other hotel guests - having the Buffistas and church groups is a fun thing.)

Ah, yes. the DC bartender on his cell phone, furiously whispering "Dude! It's crazy! There's, like, tiaras and shit! And CORSETS"

"Dude! It's crazy! There's, like, tiaras and shit! And CORSETS"

"Oh, god, dude, they're doing the Time Warp! No, I don't know what it is, but they're very excited and somebody said something about blood sacrifice and I think they're a vampire cult and I'm scared and I want my Mommy!

"On, the other hand, they tip really well."

And even during the day, we'd be sitting around and laughing and people looking for the pool would stick their heads in and get kind of wistful not to be Us.

standing and staring at ND.

This happens to me far too often. Then some crazy homeless person will wander over and strike up a conversation. Or maybe Draco the New Orleans Tarot guy.

Aims, regarding your Sunnydale Press:

Did I send you mine? I thought I did but I am losing my mind lately so am now unsure.

I think he was trying to create a Brotherhood of the Traveling Kilt or some such.

Brotherhood of the Traveling Kilt

java - yes, I got yours. I'm going to try to have the spreadsheets out by Wednesday night.

I have to call ChiKat tonight and figure out our schedule for Friday--we are intending to drive up sometime that day, probably that morning, but I don't have times yet.