Okay, I want to see all of you except Sean, who talks me into compromising photo ops.
t thwaps Sean on the head (but gently, in a loving kind of way)
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: New Orleans! May 20-22, 2005!
Okay, I want to see all of you except Sean, who talks me into compromising photo ops.
t thwaps Sean on the head (but gently, in a loving kind of way)
I heard from the catering manager. The Buffistas spent $355.30 at the bar.
I'm waiting to hear back from the accounting office now. I need to clarify some of the charges.
I'm up for whacking at the RFP to update it and then see if Gus or ND can host it so people can print it and send to their convention and visitors bureau.* But, in to work late this AM and I did hardly any work yesterday. Let's see if I can turn that around today, not that I have done any YET.
A few highlights for San Antonio
If you want me to check on any specific type of activities, let me know.
I think we should rent a bus and travel around the country.
Buffistas Road Tour 4EVAH!!!!!????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think we should rent a bus and travel around the country.
Ooo! I like this idea!
Also, thanks for your kind words, but Vortex, Lyra Jane, Raquel, Fred Pete and Hubs, meara, Ann W., Cabil & Miss Havisham, Hil R., Toddson, Sheryl, and oh dear, I'm sure I'm forgetting someone, all did SO much to make it come together, it totally is thanks to them that everything that weekend happened.
Thanks for remembering me, but I wasn't actually involved in putting this together.(I'm on the localistas list, but did not get involved in any planning, as I kinda have a bunch of stuff on my plate at the moment. t g )
I do know that Vortex worked her tailfeathers off for months ahead of time.
Before or after Jilli, Plei, Susan and I beat you to death with a meat axe, screaming in hysterical panic the whole time?
No meat axe for me. Giant can of AquaNet hairspray and a Zippo lighter. Set the spiders on fire, and they can't get you.
No spider movies. No going places with shudder migrating tarantulas.
No meat axe for me. Giant can of AquaNet hairspray and a Zippo lighter. Set the spiders on fire, and they can't get you.
I like this image hellamuch. Flaming tarantulas!
Honestly, I dislike killing anything that isn't trying to kill me - there's enough faint tracery of Buddhism from my beloved uncle to where I'm 99.9% self-defense minded. So, like Jilli, I just avoid going near the space of the thing I don't want to kill, but which freaks me out.