October 30, 2005

Back From Tennessee

Eric got very brave and decided to invite some bloggers to the Straight White Abode for a little party this weekend.

Some of the Usual Suspects showed up. The Usual Suspects, of course, refers to Jawja Bloggers and Honorary Jawja Bloggers.

Key Monroe was there Friday night with her husband. I hope that after seeing some of us reprobates that he lets her come to future meets.

Jim from Joisey was there. He didn't bring his wife. That's probably why he can still come to these meets. Jim and I played guitar both nights. The longer we play, the better we sound. That's because our audience gets drunker.

Zonker made it sans mullet wig and tatoos. I guess he was afraid of shocking the people who had never been to a Jawja blogmeet.

Kelley, Sam, and Dax couldn't make it. You only get links if you show up.

The one exception here is Veloci-DB who bailed on us. What's the DB stand for? Until I talked to him on Friday night it stood for douchebag, but I can't stay mad at him too long. I guess the DB really stands for Dear Bud. In Eric's directions to his house he told me to look for all the drunks wandering his front yard looking like characters from Night of the Living Dead movies. There were none. That's how I knew V-Man wasn't there. There was no Chatham Artillery Punch.

That takes care of the Usual Suspects. I met some really great new people and I actually remember who some of them are. They are welcome to join us at Helen or Austin next year. They saw the Usual Suspects on their best behavior. That is a rarity. The next step is seeing the Usual Suspects in Party Hardy Mode. Zonker in his wig. V-Man in his pimp hat. My girls Kelley, Key, and Shoe showing how it's done. Yeah. That's the ticket.

New folks. These go over on the Bloggers I Have Met In Person (And Partied With) Blogroll. If you were at Eric's and come across this post and see that I have missed you, let me know. I usually only remember two or three new people at a blogmeet. I did better than average on this one. I guess it's because these were all really neat folks.

Boudicca is a babe! So is her sister Morrigan. When women lie about their ages aren't they supposed to take years off instead of adding years on? Boudicca told me she was 40 years old. I call bullshit! She's not a day over 35. Morrigan told me she was 34. Bullshit! She's 29. Boudicca told me I had a nice singing voice and she wasn't even drinking! Boudicca is married. Morrigan has a boyfriend. Lucky guys!

Red Hot Martha Stewart. I just had to do that. That's what Eric's cousin, Brad, called Army Wife. Martha Stewart should look so good. Just let me say that Army Wife is red hot! She's a good cook too. A real sweet lady and fun to be around.

Jim and I got Tammi to sing. We didn't get her to sing enough. She sings better than we do. Of course, since Jim and I were the oldest coots there, we sang a lot of songs she didn't know and we didn't know some of the songs she asked us to play. Jim is a few days older than I am. Heh. Heh. Heh. When he doesn't show up, I'm usually the oldest butthead there.

I know there were some other blogger wimmins there, but I didn't get their site names.

The Donovans were there. I've been on their blogroll for quite some time. Now they're on mine. Holy crap! Kim du Toit would have an orgasm looking at John's collection of firepower. So would my nephew. Too bad they arrived too late for the expedition to the firing range. Beth has her own blog.

Got to meet Blackfive and hear both sides of the Oh shit! Blackfive and Eric were hammered and have two flat tires on the South Side of Chicago two blocks from the Cook County Jail story.

Was this the redneck that was there?

Bad Example. I didn't spend too much time with him. I hear he's birthed a bunch of bloggers.

Did y'all notice that I seemed to recollect the wimmins better than I did the men. It is true. I am a dirty old man.

What totally amazed me was nothing, outside of a plate of brownies, was spilled on the white carpet. Eric's wife Fiona was a saint to allow Eric to have a blogmeet at their house. Now go to all the sites I've linked and meet some of these talented people.

Dear Cindy. I only fell twice: Once in Eric's backyard and the other time in his garage. What was amazing was they had four guys spotting me as I walked down the Steps of Doom out his front door, and I got down them with no help. This was at the end of each evening.

Now I gotta update the blogroll and select the Monday Pun.

Update: See Itold you I missed a few people. I missed That 1 Guy, he of the bloody nose and Princess Cat. Get ye over to the blogroll!

Posted by denny at October 30, 2005 07:54 PM  

I could listen to you sing all night long, my friend. It was all my pleasure meeting you. Seriously, from the bottom of my heart.

I think I've not laughed so hard as I did this weekend. What a great way to go forward into the next week!

I got some serious updating to do on my blogroll now! I cannot believe I have not been over here more often. Shame on me! You are the best.

Posted by: Boudicca on October 30, 2005 10:35 PM

That kazoo was rockin, Man! Can't wait to see you at another meet and hear you jam with the guys again. It was a real treat.

Posted by: Princess Cat on October 30, 2005 11:28 PM

It was great meeting you, Denny... I owe you for your assistance with the blood pressure!

Next time, I hope to visit with you more... and maybe play along with you and Jimbo.

Lookin' forward to next time!

Posted by: That 1 Guy on October 31, 2005 01:13 AM

Stopped in to retreive recipe for "crab cheesecake"....yummy, been dying for it for over 24 hours now, and have promised many friends the recipe.....

Thank you for entertaining us, the music was delightful.

Glad you made it home safe.

You had the best and heartiest laugh out of everyone......

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom on October 31, 2005 01:13 AM

An honor to sing a tune or two with you and Jimbo...y'all are fabulous...and what a show you put on. I'm going to study up on my lyrics. We gotta do that again.

It was wonderful meeting you......

Posted by: Tammi on October 31, 2005 07:34 AM

.. you and Jimbo rocked the house, bro... I am so very glad that you made the trip up!...

.. and, yeah... the fact that the carpet survived the ribs, red mud, spilt wine and booze, and riblet drippings is a minor miracle..

Posted by: Eric on October 31, 2005 08:19 AM

That's it--you show up here in Texas and I'm paving the place with pillows in preparation. As much as you fall down, you're begging for a broken bone or ten. ;-)


Posted by: Denita TwoDragons on October 31, 2005 09:17 AM

That was such a great time and I'm glad that this time I got to hear more of your guitar-playing. Let me know if you'd like to meet for lunch sometime since we live so close to each other!

Posted by: zonker on October 31, 2005 12:25 PM

Damned if you're not the best horn section I've ever worked with. I figure that if I shove a couple maracas up my ass and cymbals between my knees, we could sound like a whole farookin' band!

We could go to Key West and make it big on on the sidewalks of Duval Street.

Posted by: Jim - PRS on November 1, 2005 01:19 AM

The first blogger I met in person and it was a good precursor to a great day. Not nearly as grumpy as you could have been.

Posted by: RSM on November 2, 2005 01:03 AM

Hey, I birthed that pretty little Bou you were gawkin' at, so you be nice to me :-P

Posted by: Harvey on November 2, 2005 09:18 PM

Good Gawd! You have blogged your page away, and I'm still working on my summary!

Always good to see my Denny; your attendance has become a MUST for a meet to be meet. ;)

Posted by: Key on November 2, 2005 10:11 PM

Harvey - If you can birth more bloggers like Bou you are a fucking god! I love that woman and her sister too!

Posted by: Denny on November 2, 2005 11:39 PM

GOOD TIMES! Denny I have to say you are compelling. The stories, the music choices, the kazoo...loved meeting you! I know I'll see you again in Atlanta.

Posted by: Morrigan on November 3, 2005 10:36 PM
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