Way back when I was in law school in DC, I had a favorite sushi restaurant that I think is still there. Would anyone be interested in making that one of the restaurant choices on Friday night?

Sean and SA, I think I am going to be getting a room at the hotel on Thursday as well as Friday and Saturday, in case it matters.

Sean and SA, I think I am going to be getting a room at the hotel on Thursday as well as Friday and Saturday, in case it matters.

Thanks, sweetie. I think I'm covered, but you know how things are. We tend to migrate.

Observe the migratory patterns of the Buffista.

Watch as they circle each other, throwing down the common tactic of snark and (p)leather to draw desired attention.

It appears that they often gather at a common nesting site for what appears to be a group mating ritual.

It is fascinating to watch, as the females are adorned in what appears to be tiaras, as they move in synchronization to the little known but critically acclaimed theremin; note the proliferation of alcohol and dvds that appears at such an occasion as well.

The use of alcohol as a mating device is well-understood, but the DVDs are still a mystery to most that study these fair and noble creatures.

Interestingly enough it appears that many of the males are also adorned with tiaras, and at least one is dressed in what seems to be a skirt made from the pelt of a fallen animal.

SA, I don't think your email made it through (or, if it did, was lost in the bajillion emails I have yet to plow through).

I can still pick you up from National, if that's what it was about, and probably put you up at my house if you still need a room. Assuming we haven't moved by then.

Many of the costumes these exuberant personages don carry a particular sparkle or glint to them; leading many to wonder whether this serves as a tactic for drawing in potential like-minded souls, or to distract those unresponsive to their characteristics from coming nearer.

Much speculation, too, is devoted to the vernacular of this people, whose lexicon is characterised by such strange and unheard-of syllabic constructions such as "foamy," "oost," and "timelies."

In particular, their rousing cry of "porn, porn, porn!" has been known to ring through the halls of their meeting-place, an excitable and arousing chant that seems to work them further into a happy and pleased state.