Susan is so much me today that I think we've discovered a part of us that was separated at birth.

Things with eight legs and chitin on them should not hunt and eat mammals. That's the stuff of nightmare.

That's the stuff of nightmare.

Though kind of funny, in a mouse-that-roared sense.

I saw a bird chasing a cicada today -- while both were flying. It was the funniest damn thing I've seen in a long time.

The big thing we had growing up (Well, in addition to tarantulas and scorpions) was Diamondback Rattlesnakes. Those can be quite deadly. As a kid I stumbled across a nest with baby rattlers in the garage one year. Crazy stuff.

Not that I'm cynical, but I'm not at all surprised the hotel is saying we didn't meet the quota. That's the plus side of a cash bar for them; they no we have no reliable record of what our group spent at the bar. Probably all that's required is a little push-back from our side, saying we've accounted for x number of dollars spent, and it will go away.

ND, I never have a problem with reptiles. I mean, I had a water moc fall asleep in the small of my back one summer, in upstate New York; I woke up, it lifted its head to look at me, I shooed gently at it, it slithered off into the water. And I stepped on an adder once, in England, barefoot. It didn't bite me. Reptiles know I'm a friend, or something.

Dude, I got drunk enough to dance.

With meeeeeeee!

t still jealous

I spent at least $40 at the bar (not just on myself; I was also amyth's and smonster's sugar momma). I also totally failed to tip, to my shame when it occurred to me the next day. (I blame Australia! You don't have to tip there! My internal tip-calculator is all out of whack, since I rarely go out to the bars here.)

Yeah, I was thinking on it, and I started the night with $50 in my wallet, burned through that, and then went to the cash machine, got quite a bit more, and burned through a lot of that. So I'm thinking my $72 guess is conservative.

Damn I'm a lush. How the hell did I drink that much booze?

I think I bought a few drinks for others too...

I'm not at all surprised the hotel is saying we didn't meet the quota.

Just to clarify, the hotel is NOT saying we didn't meet a quota. The hotel isn't saying anything at all. I'M contacting them to ask them questions so I can (a) update next year's RFP, (b) ping ND the Banker later for the correct/appropriate costs (tbd), and (c) find out what my room charges were. Since they had my charge card # for ages, handwaving is all they did at me at check out, which, airport calling, was fine at the time. My separate paragraphs in a much earlier post were clearly clear only to me. Sorry for the confusion! We don't have any outstanding issues with the hotel or they with us/me.

Yeah, I was thinking on it, and I started the night with $50 in my wallet, burned through that, and then went to the cash machine, got quite a bit more, and burned through a lot of that.

See! I'm not the only one figuring out drinks with math. (Well, arithmetic.)

Oh, okay! Never mind then.