Mmmmmmm, oysters.

Mmm... oyster po' boys work for me too.

Have I mentioned I haven't eaten anything of substance since Monday?

Yet oddly, not really hungry.

I'm not picky as to po'boy flavor. Just love 'em.

Barb, I hope you regain your appetite soon.

Poorboys around here (Chicagoland) are not the po'boys known elsewhere--they're cubed steak sandwiches on garlic buttered bread and are of the yum.

Okay, I think we non-lurkers need to shut our traps for at least a few hours and let the ACTUAL lurkers get a word in edgewise. (Not that I'm not loving this thread, but I'm guessing this speed of conversation is why most of our wonderful lurkers stay lurked. So HUSH.)

I variously refer to "my online friends," "the Buffy board," "Buffistas," or just "friends" depending on context and audience.

I am smonster in this regard.

Hushing up

Liese! I'm not sad to no longer be unique - I'm quite happy because now I know that I've actually met another person with my name.

(Which, given how popular a name it is in Japan, shouldn't be all that surprising should it?)

SA, you and Billytea were both at the DC F2F--surely there was meetage of some description.

Oh, that's right. I remember a sort of vague talking about some sort of creature in the lounge of the DC hotel. So I *have* met Billytea. Ha, universe. Ha ha ha.

ETA: #48. Wow. Never really noticed that before.

(Unspecified)"We were talking," "This came up in a discussion the other day," "Somebody posted a link," "I have a friend (whose child did similar, who had the same symptoms, who feels the way you do)". If I'm clever, quick, and engaging, we've moved past the "who, now?" before it comes up. If it does, "A posting board I read. We have teachers, attorneys, actuaries, writers, rocket scientists, theatre people, music people, from all over the world. So, you know, a pretty broad perspective." And then I smile and stare 'em down and dare them to mock.

met bev's sons

Both of them, you did! And they met you, too (StY says hi, btw).

I also fed ND lunch and ferried him in my little Buffycar, my SX-400, from a seminar he gave at NCSA to smonster's place when he was doing a tour of Buffistas between speaking engagements. And he survived the drive!

Oh man, I don't get to check Natter as often as I'd like to, and I skip and skim when I do. Bitches is a lost cause for me now, and has been for a while. But when I do get a chance to read and post, I *still* feel like I have nothing original to say, that the conversation has moved on without my input just fine and you all said what I was going to say, and I have to make myself post. It's not necessarily a lurker thing. Speed and sparkle continue to intimidate. But the cheerful welcome is worth the deep breath and the finger on the "post" button.

Come on, you know you wanna!

ETA: 18

this speed of conversation is why most of our wonderful lurkers stay lurked

My dog, this! Yeesh!