Blogapalooza? Blogstravaganza? Blogstock on Queen?
Well, now that the main players have all chimed in with their version of events, let me tell you about what really happened on Friday night...
Actually, it's kind of like Vegas: what happens at The Belcher stays at The Belcher (generally in the form of stains on the carpet, but I digress).
I will say it was a pleasure getting together with The Regulars: Bob, Greg, Nicholas, Kathy, Brian, and yes, even Mike. It was also fun to finally speak face to face with Kateland_62, Tipper, VW, Girl On The Right, D&D, Ianism, and The Big V. Those in attendance better known for things other than blogging included Sam Goldstein, Paul Tuns, David Warren, and the very funny mustcontrolfistofdeath. She's welcome anywhere Boggle is played and alcohol is served.
And just to annoy those who weren't there, I'll hint at some inside jokes before I let this go: "nice rock Heather, but you could do better"; "diminished capacity!"; "you've shut it down anyhow, haven't you?"; "we assumed you weren't with us, since you're actually good looking"; "half an hour this time - that's got to be some sort of record"; "I keep waiting for 'BOOB' to come up"; "I don't need a book to tell me Jean Chretien was a dink"; "all you guys do is talk to each other"; "Red Dawn - tell Rick it has to be Red Dawn."
You want to know more? Come to the next one, since I'm sure we'll just be rehashing the stuff we talked about this time, boring right-wing nutjobs that we are.