Wow DX. I would really like to not ever have that experience. I'm glad he didn't feel the need to demonstrate how further it could be useful by getting into a street fight or something.

John, I am so sorry about your license! However:

Order a cellphone (yes Kristin, you were right)

Woot! I'm beginning to think this is my superpower. I have corrupted quite a fe of my diehard won't-get-a-cell-phone-ever friends. This will make staying in touch so much easier at the next gathering though. (Which I think should be this summer. Toronto isn't that far!)

have been lurking off and on all day! This site is really addictive...

Oh cab, it has only just begun! (One of us indeed!)

Hugs to Raquel, just because she's cool and foamalicious.

Hey, has anyone heard from Jon B. since DC? Did he make it home okay and all?

Steph! I was so happy to finally get to see you wearing the Wonder Woman t-shirt in the pictures! I may have even squeeee-d.

Nicole, I wear it all the time -- I love it!

I'm pretty sure Jon went to visit a friend in Virginia after the F2F.

Oh, also--JenP, I'm so sorry we didn't get to hang out longer! You seemed so sweet, and I really wanted to chat with you more.

Not. Enough. Time.

Spontaneous hugs to Tep and Kate P. too 'cause they're HOTT.

(hugs to Lee, just because)

Hugs to Raquel, just because she's cool and foamalicious.

What Kristin said, plus hugs to Kristin as well.

Huh. I was going to say New Orleans isn't that unsafe. And then I remembered New Orleans is the only place I've ever pointed a gun at someone.

But still! Not that bad!

ita! Tell story!

Also, your ears were burning this weekend, 'cause people said lots of nice things about you.

(hugs back to Lee who is cool as hell)

I won't hug ita 'cause i don't know her and am more than a little afraid she might flex a pinkie and kill me inadvertently.

t smug I got to hang out with JenP! And she is fabulous: sweet and witty and easygoing (also? foamy!).

t hugs Kristin back

My pinkie is under total control.

Not much story. A friend had joined the police force since I'd seen her last, and she'd come to a ... wake I think in uniform. While she was changing, she let me play with her gun, loading and ejecting the magazine, that sort of thing. I was sighting around the room when my mother walked in, right into the line of fire.

Freaked the fuck out of both of us, no doubt.

I've handled loaded guns twice, both given to me by cops. At least this time I wasn't 8.