April 08, 2008

Spring Blogfest 2

Pretty much caught up. Gone through most of the mail, so it's time to continue my trip report.

I spent the first night in Richmond and drove the rest of the way to Princeton on Saturday. Miss Garmin routed me right through DC. I drove right by the Jefferson Memorial and the freeway dumped me off at a stop light. I turned left and was on the Washington Baltimore Parkway. Then it was time to get out my wallet. Tolls. Tolls. Tolls. Drive a few miles and hit a tunnel, pay a toll. Drive a few more miles and pay a toll to cross a bridge. Get on the New Jersey Turnpike, pay another toll. As far as I know, we only have one toll road in Georgia and that's in Atlanta which is Georgia 400 from I-285 to I-85. The only reason we have that is because the libtards in Atlanta didn't want it and didn't want to pay for it so the compromise was to make it a toll road. You pay 50 cents.

Got up to Princeton around 1:00 and checked into my motel. Of course it was on the other side of the road and this road has no left turns. None. It's just like Highway 9 in Poughkeepsie. WTF do these states have against left turns. You have to make a right and a left and that's only if that intersection supports that. Naturally, where I made my right it didn't. The next light didn't allow a U turn on left so I wound up making three left turns to get back on Highway 1. Aaaarrrggghhh!

I drove into Princeton to see if I could find the place where we were having the meet. Wanted to make sure I was able to get there and back to my hotel. It was a pretty drive. I drove right by the body of water where you see people sculling at the start of House. The Naval Academy had a team up there working out.

Went back to my motel and changed. Got back to the site early so I could find a close parking place. Scored one right around the corner. Hung out outside for a while and did some people watching. Two young girls with cameras came by and asked if they could take my picture. They were in a photography class and were shooting with film! Black and white, even. I let them take a picture of my T-shirt.

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My sister likes to give me T-shirts and she found this one at Stone Hill Winery in Hermann Missouri.

I rolled into the Triumph Brewery and found out the room we were using was upstairs. They had to take me into an elevator and I still had to walk down some stairs.

The first person I met was Fausta who did all the work setting this thing up. I wound up sitting next to her at dinner and she told me some very interesting things about New Jersey politics that for some reason or another never seem to make it to the LSM. Could the LSM be a bit biased and have an agenda? Naw! Never happen.

The next person I met was this lovely lady who told me the only reason she came was because I would be there. Aw shucks. What a nice thing to say.

I got to meet the Sad Old Goth dude. He didn't look sad or old.

I'm not gonna get all the participants in here, because I didn't meet everyone and this was a blog meet where I only knew a few people and I'm getting old so I didn't retain all the names of the people I met. The people I do remember get on the People I Have Met and Partied With blog roll. If you are not on it and were at the event, drop me an e-mail and I'll add you to it.

We had a person who was not a blogger but coments on blogs. That's the thing about these meets. You don't have to be a blogger to attend. Long time commenter, Kerrcarto came to the Blowneyed Blodger Meetup in Kerrville last year. If we have one this year, I'm sure he'll be there again.

Note to self. Contact Supergurl and see if the summer meet is on.

The lovely Kate was there and spent a few minutes with me.

Of course, Jimbo was there with his bodyguard Kenny. They had already started hitting the chocolate vodka. If you ever drink that stuff be very very careful. It sneaks up on you. And when I first saw them we went right into the Soprano's Ohhhh! Eeeeey!

Jimbo and Kenny had picked up Teresa (The Smart One) and the Wise-ass Joo-ette from Brooklyn who wore an interesting T-shirt.

Jimbo and Kenny gave Teresa and Erica a tour of Newark.

I got to meet The Baron. I also got to meet TigerHawk. I know I met others and I'm sorry I don't remember. Old age strikes.

The Elderly Brothers didn't play. No one got drunk enough to demand it.

This was a classier group of people that we Blowneyes are used to. Some of the people were even dressed up. Even Jimbo wore a shirt rather than his normal FUHRC T-shirt. As I mentioned in an earlier post, Kenny wore a flowered shirt in honor of the absent Elisson.. Alas, he didn't have a fedora.

Most of the Blowneyed meets are usually over a weekend and he have more time to mingle. There was a brunch Sunday morning, but I don't eat breakfast so I hit the road. Wanted to try and make it back in one day.

I topped off my tank right before leaving Princeton and hit the trip odometer. It was 8:15. I stopped at Mickey D's for a cup of coffee to go and hit the road. Miss Garmin had me take a different route home. I skipped the New Jersey Turnpike. Why didn't she bring me up that way? She also routed me a different way through Baltimore and DC. It was a better route. Once again, why didn't she bring me up that way?

I made one gas stop. My new Beemer gets over 30 MPG!

New Beemer? What's up with that?

About three weeks ago I traded in my 1992 325i for a 2005 BMW 325i. I wanted to get a brand new one but I also have to put a new master bathroom in my house this year (plus other stuff). One of the reasons I attended Springfest (outside of the opportunity to meet more interesting bloggers) was to see how my new baby did on the road. She drives great! Pictures of the new car in a later post.

It rained all the way to Richmond Virginia. From there to Durham North Carolina it was overcast. An idiot almost ran me off the road. At 5:00 I was around 200 miles away from home. Seemed a shame to stop since I was almost home so I didn't. I pulled into my driveway at 8:05 PM and the trip odometer read 840 miles. Do the math.

I've actually slowed down as I've gotten older. At one point two cars went whizzing by doing 90. In my younger days I would have followed them for a few miles. I didn't go any faster than 85. I usually had my cruise control on 80. This speedometer reads 3 MPH than actual. I checked that out with Miss Garmin at the start of the trip. So I was driving around 77 most of the way.

Had a great time and I'm looking forward to doing it again.

Posted by denny at April 8, 2008 12:07 PM  
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Damn Skippy I'll be there at least one night. This time I will try to drag the wife along. I have met you in person twice, same with Shoe, Erica once and I have never met CD in person. But I consider you friends, that is what I like about the people that post here most are good folks and those are the easiest to befriend. Glad you had fun. See ya in June.

Posted by: kerrcarto on April 8, 2008 04:07 PM

Sounds damn good, Grouchy! Another reason for me to get down to one of those Georgia blogmeets, along with the many others. Also good to hear from someone that still knows what concepts such as design, analysis, programming and testing are.

Posted by: Cappy on April 8, 2008 04:10 PM

Good to hear you made it home safely. Next one of these I go to I've got to remember to mingle a bit--no, a lot more. Met everyone there but only really talked to about half.

Posted by: joated on April 8, 2008 04:50 PM

Ah, Jersey! Welcome to the land of the jug handle. I'm originally from Richmond, but I've been up here so long (don't ask) that now making a left hand turn on a four-lane highway really freaks me out.

Someone went on a tour of Newark? How many bodyguards did they have? They must have been carrying concealed. Still, the Portuguese food there is worth the danger.

Sounds like blogfest was fun.

Sounds like getting home again was nearly as much fun.

Posted by: Becs on April 8, 2008 05:52 PM

My turn to be embarrassed! That link up there explains the number of hits in my log today. Did you get to go through any of our famous traffic circles? It seems they're slowly being eliminated, but we still have a few hair-raising ones around. Better than a ride at Six Flags, and free!

Posted by: Shamrock on April 8, 2008 06:27 PM

Hey, Denny. Sorry we didn't get a chance to chat a little bit more, I have a tendency to be a bit of a wall flower at such gatherings.
It was, though, a great honor to meet you.
As far as the name Sad Old Goth goes, it's a term that was coined by the younger gothy kids for anyone over twenty five or so, who still is part of the scene. (read "sad" as sorry or pathetic and it makes sense!).
Hope we cross paths again.
Cheers,
Gregor

Posted by: gregor on April 8, 2008 06:42 PM

Shamrock - So I gave you a Crippleanche?

Posted by: Denny on April 8, 2008 08:20 PM

LOL - Denny this is my second Crip-lanche in about a week. I'm gonna get spoiled seeing more than 60 hits on my site meter. ;-)

Posted by: Teresa of Technicalities on April 8, 2008 09:08 PM

The Baron was really pleased to meet you. He said you weren't grouchy at all...I was kinda disappointed, but ah, well.

He had a good time. Sounds like you did, too.

Fausta's great isn't she?

BTW, I hear the beer was 6.00 a bottle. Wow. The prices kept the Baron sober.

Posted by: Dymphna on April 9, 2008 03:57 AM

Denny, it was such a pleasure to meet you after having read your blog for all these years, and thank you so much for coming!

Posted by: Fausta on April 9, 2008 08:57 AM

Sally kept them straight at the Petraeus hearings..

http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/6727/sallylo9.jpg

Posted by: vetfromhell on April 9, 2008 09:20 AM

Oh, and Hillary is fing' Obama!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=skIlZflDs9Y

Posted by: vetfromhell on April 9, 2008 09:24 AM

One word, Grouch. (Or maybe two.) Tom Tom. My wife got me one for Christmas because
1. my using the Garmin was driving her nuts, and
B. she liked their commercial. (Go figure.)
Anyhoo, one touch will route you around any and all tollroads. Of course, I live in a state without any, but you never know...

Posted by: JohnW on April 9, 2008 10:54 AM

Oh, Denny...even *I* know there's no breaking left in Jersey, but don't feel so bad...Jimbo set Mr. Tom Tom's coordinates to return back from the hotel the moment we left the hotel. A dooshbag.

A wonderful recap...wish we could've hung more but I couldn't be selfish with you for those who were never graced by Your Grouchiness.

Posted by: Erica on April 9, 2008 11:26 AM

Sheesh.. as a west coaster, I have to say I envy y'all. Looks like it was fun filled and memories made.
Denny, Thank you...for allowing others a lil' peek into the lives of fella blogsters
;-)

Posted by: Anna on April 9, 2008 02:08 PM

Waved back atcha! ;-)

And never fails....my mom or myself either end up with rain/sleet/snow going north to DC or south to NC whenever we visit :-/

Posted by: Mo K on April 9, 2008 10:54 PM

If the Triumph served Chocolate Vodka, the peeps would have asked The Elderly Brothers to play -- just before they began speaking in tongues.

Always great to see you.

Posted by: Jim - PRS on April 9, 2008 11:42 PM

I just gotta have me that t-shirt! Love it!

Posted by: LisaKay on April 10, 2008 06:49 AM

Fausta hosted a lovely blogmeet. She is so sweet and I am thrilled to have met her. I wish we had spent more time together but I can actually say (brag perhaps?) that I have officially met you! Shamrocketship and I will be planning the next meet and you've got to come up for that too.

Posted by: Kate on April 10, 2008 08:26 AM

LisaKay - Look. I found a place where you can get one. My sister got mine at Stone Hill Winery in Hermann but they're not selling apparel on the web yet. Just wine.

Anything for one of my groupies.

Posted by: Denny on April 10, 2008 11:38 AM

Glad you represented the Peach State so well!! I wanted to go sooooo bad, but couldn't because my College Girl scheduled her Jr. recital for that afternoon.

Posted by: Obi's Sister on April 11, 2008 01:19 PM
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