October 06, 2010
Mofi Meetup!
So it's time for another Mofiiii~i*coughcough* meetup!
I'll be arriving this Saturday as Casa mothninja. How does the 16th sound to everyone? I have a very top-secret appointment on 15th morning, so 14th is right out. Will be in Cambridge 15th and possibly 16th morning.
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Just let me see if I can hitch a ride from Central California... or anybody who'd buy me an airline ticket I'd be forever grateful to even though I HATE flying.
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I demand shoutouts as in days of yore... or alternatively an aeroplane ticket
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Aw poo. Give mothy and DiMMN big smooches from NZ? And save an especially sloppy one for yourself. Also yes! Shoutouts!
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Also am looking forward to hearing more about this topsecret meeting thing
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Give mothy and DiMMN big smooches from NZ Where the hell are MY goddamn smooches, you ten-tentacled tyrant? I hope you realise that I have been off-topic on your website here for almost SEVEN years now. Legally, that means you are actually my mother - and let me remind you that New Zealand's laws on the mistreatment of children are VERY strict indeed.
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I'll be out of town, sadly. It is incumbent upon you to party SO EPICALLY that I'll be able to hear it from Manchester.
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Moth, please give sweetheart Alnedra a kiss for me, and she can return the same. Trac, I'm sure NZ laws apply only to natural born NZ children. Feel free to beat your adopted quid---repeatedly. "Pleeze to have shout-out?" she whinnied piteously. *commence jealous seething at missing meetup*
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Alnedra, please give mothy a firm, sincere handshake and that quid brat a smack upside the head for me. And good luck with the top-secret mission.
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There shall be much hugging and handshaking and shoutouts and lions and tigers and bears oh my! So, 16th, then? Where and at what hour of the clock?
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I'll be in Cambridge between 15th afternoon and 16th morning, but should be back in London by around lunchtime. What about teatime?
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Alnedra is obviously applying for the Lucasian Chair of Mathematics. Or the position of Plumian Professor of Astronomy and Experimental Philosophy, Smuts Professor of Commonwealth History, Norris-Hulse Professor of Divinity, Mary Marshall and Arthur Walton Professor of the Physiology of Reproduction, Marks & Spencer Professor of Farm Animal Health, Food Science, and Food Safety, or Hitachi Professor of Electron Device Physics. I'm not sure which, but it's GOT to be one of those.
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Also I do not wish to be beaten at any meet-up, thank you. I propose we meet in a dark refuse-alley behind Madame Tussauds at 2.07 am, all wearing SCUBA gear, and play rock-paper-scissors for a couple hours. But I'm open to other suggestions if you want to have a quiet night.
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So ... are we doing this? Why don't we meet in Soho 6ish ... somewhere we can lounge about and chat. I worry that this thread has suffered from my generally obnoxious and pointless comments. If so, I apologise wholeheartedly!
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Never apologise! NEVER SURRENDER!!11 Yes, soho 6ish good. Please someone suggest somewhere, otherwise I will just default to Garlic and Shots (although, poss bonus there, it has a place to both drink and smoke...)
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Let's default. I dislike change and "the new".
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I think I can...
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I also dislike thought and "the contingent" ;)
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*despairs of ever having a shoutout materialize with these oafs*
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I'm afraid we all showed up in Garlic and Shots without any stationery whatsoever, so all shoutouts will have to be delayed till the next meetup. Really sorry everyone. *hangs head*
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But wot about this secret, Alnedra? Spots tenterhooks, sits, and twiddles thumbs.
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I have to do this in secret code, just in case: V jnf vaivgrq gb n wbo vagreivrj ng gur njrfbzr Fpubby bs Bevragny naq Nsevpna Fghqvrf (jjj.fbnf.np.hx) gb pbire n crefba tbvat ba zngreavgl yrnir sbe n lrne. Gurl nyfb frag zr na rkcrafr sbez gb ervzohefr zr sbe zl cynar gvpxrg (jnurl!). Hasbeghangryl, gjb qnlf orsber V jnf fhccbfrq gb tb va sbe gur vagreivrj, vg jnf pnapryyrq, qhr gb n gentvp vapvqrag, nf gur bevtvany cbfvgvba-ubyqre unq ure onol 2 zbaguf rneyl naq vg qvrq nsgre avar qnlf. Translate here.
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We are also currently chilling in casa mothninja, although Plegmund had to run to catch his train, and he left us bereft but also with 2 bouquets of beautiful roses for mothninja and me. DangerIsMyMiddleName has also arisen from his jetlagged sleep to join us in spirited discussion.
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I wish I could be there to give Alnedra & Mothy huge hugs. Love you both!
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We had a fantastic tinychat.com convo with loads of people (mandyman, stewriffic, goshling, gomichild and EM, Suo et al.) and it was crazy crazy fun. Flashboy and quidnunc just left, and the apartment now feels extremely quiet. DiMMN is now reading from a lovely red tome that quidnunc has given to mothninja. It's been a blast of a meetup with a wonderful unexpected party over the internet. Hugs to everyone!
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'neddy I'm sorry you lost out, especially due to those sad circumstances, but congrats on getting as far as you did with it. Sounds like it was a fun time had by all. But quid's on my list for forgetting a pencil. *scowls* Oh, and pics, or it didn't happen.
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Ee, it were grand. Many thanks to Alnedra for her generosity - not just from me but from the Pleg family.
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Britain's smoothest-voiced person, Zebedee Biscuit-Tin, broadcasts cosmic weather reports to passing spaceships, and once killed a man for saying "aluminum" on the BBC. Beaming instructions directly into our minds, he ordered us to only imbibe drinks divisible by 13 and order a loaf of bread for every meal. Scientologists then achieved their ascendency by encoding the digits of pi into Fighting Fantasy gamebooks, which they sell for $50,000, and the purchasor also gets a framed certificate to prove their status as the first female Doctor Who. Then we all went to live in Delaware, the Southernmost state of America, in a 2-bedroom flat aligned to the most important constellations and with a bathroom shaped like a treasure-map. Once there, we filled out a long on-line application form to get an interview for all of the 3 billions jobs in the world, which is why unemployment is so high. Also, I got some nice cufflinks. And that's what happened at the meet-up - every word of it true.
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Just what drugs did you guys give that weirdo, anyway? You know it's not funny to mess with the feebleminded!
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His description is fairly accurate. I did, by chance, see through a smal window in the internets a portion of the meeting ups.
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Ha-ha! An impartial witness corroborates my version of events! Who's clinically psychotic NOW, eh BlueHorse?