… it was mainly at the expense of the activists that were in the room nearby. The “Change Bush Regime” activists.
Anyways, even though our fearless leaders weren’t there, it was a great time. And a reminder of why these blogger meetups are fun to begin with.
Others who attended will blog more. All I have to say is, “2007 Teacher Sex-Scandal Pinup Calendar.”
Niccccce!
Attendance for the Atlanta People With Blogs who Get Together to Drink night was pretty low. Duane, Lori, Dave, RecoveringBaptist (and sweet wife) made it to Halo. After Mr. and Mrs, R. Baptist called it a night, a trip to the Vortex was made.
Flickr Pix of December’s Blogger drinkfest.
Tots and dogs were eaten, drinks had, and a shiny, mirrorball-like jacket was spotted. Later, Mr. and Mrs. P’body showed before we called it a night.
Duane already blogged about it, and I’m agreeing with him. The night’s not the same with just a few showing up. The fun is in the numbers and there were times when we were the biggest group in the bar. But 6 made it to Halo and only 4 continued on to The Vortex.
So, here my take on the situation… if one of these applies:
You are not an Atlanta person now,
You are not or have not attended any of the monthly drinking meetups,
… than you are failing to be one of the Atlanta People With Blogs who Get Together to Drink. If you are part of APWBWGTTD to get you readership up, I’m sure there are loads of other means to doing so. If you regret missing the meetings, blog saying so. We want to know. Parents, we know it’s hard to go out with children, but there is always a reason to join us…
If you have reasons that keeps you from enjoying drinking and strong opinions from many sides, than why not find a group is more like that. If you aren’t joining in the fun, why not remove yourself from the site feed? Or site moderators could do it as well. Opinions? If it’s not “Atlanta People With Blogs who Get Together to Drink”, the site should have a name change reflecting that. It’s either time to get this ship back on track or abandon it all together.
If you are, or ever were, an APWBWGTTD that is wishing to get back in the swing of things, welcome back. We missed you and your ability to drink and laugh. I read the comments on Duane’s blog, and some of your are itching to come out again, which is nice to hear.
That’s my 2 cents. Cheers.
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Thursday night was spent with bloggers for the last Screen on the Green. Piedmont Park was packed with people, parents and kids for Willy Wonka.
Amongst those in attendance:
bobafred
Daily Dose of Dave
Duanemoody.com
hakeber
Lady Crumpet
Mingaling
Mostly Muppet
and Mr. P’body.
Also there were non-blogging partners/spouses, bloggers I am forgetting, and Duane’s new girlfriend. Turned out the most entertaining part of the night was not the movie, but Mostly Muppet’s crazy/cute kid and her booty shaking. She was loving Duane and Bobafred. How can one argue against procreation when there are kids that cute? It totally cuts down whatever arguments I try to make when one giggly dance routine destroys my resolve.
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“Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker…”
Absinthe. A notorious liquor with an undeserved reputation for causing hallucinations, madness and violence. Long regulated or banned since the turn of the century in America, Africa and European countries, new E.U. laws are allowing for its revival. New Orleans chemist T. A. Breaux reformulated a recipe from a rare and unopened bottle, and has since started creating several different lines of absinthe.
I am working on getting some for myself. Specifically a bottle from T. A. Breaux’s Jade Liqueurs. A friend visiting Germany for the World Cup has graciously said that he would try to find some while there. While not illegal to possess in the States, the real stuff is not sold here, thus the international search.
Interesting video interview with the chemist, showcasing vintage absinthe preparation apparatus.
Wired Magazine Article The Mystery of the Green Menace
Now that I’m back in town, I’m hitting the regular places for the sights and possible job ops. I’m also finding my first week back has a rather full calender.
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Yesterday… ATL Blogger Monthly Drinkfest
Blogger meetup with much drinking… a bloganalia. Like usual, much drinking, laughing, dirty looks, faux indignation and maybe some crushing on our server. I’m sure more details and incriminating pictures will be posted on atlbloggers.net. One of the things that was worked on on our side of the table was a drink for Dave, who seemingly loves mustard.
“The Daily Dose”
A layered drink much like a Mind Eraser. Starting from the bottom layer up: mustard, Yager, Baileys, and chili-pepper oil floating on top. To be drunk with a straw. Yum!
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Today… Tom Zarrilli Artist Talk @ The Contemporary
The show was an extension of Tom Zarrilli’s yard sale adventures, which he chronicles online at Yard Sale Addict. The show will end Saturday with a sale of most of the items on display, and a certificate of authenticity for each item. While only four people showed for the artist talk, it was an interesting one.
Also at the Contemporary, was Didi Dunphy’s installation, “Recess Playscape.”
It was far too much fun. The day before these pictures were taken , the skateboard room had 4 young kids on the skateboards, riding on their stomachs like motorized turtles yelling at their moms to time them as they raced across the gallery.
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Friday: ABC @ Earthlink Live
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Saturday: back to work for the Changchun Acrobatic Troupe at the Ferst Center.
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Sunday: The Pride Parade
Before last night I never…
Went to Trader Vic’s
Went to the Earl,
Had an Irish Carbomb.
Well, I went to both bars, and by the end of the evening had more then one carbomb. Last night’s final score,
Trader Vic’s – 1 Southern Comfort Manhatten
The Earl – 1 Red Strip, and wait for it… 3 Irish Car Bombs.
Not bad. It was all in celebration of the One-Year Anniversary of the first “Atlanta People With Blogs Who Get Together To Drink” meetup. Much fun was had because I spent most of the night with Messages from the Ether, Scott, Lisa, Lady Crumpet. Who was also generous enough to give us a ride to both the Earl and me back to my place. Many thanks for that.
Also seen at this celebration of booze…
Bobafred
Daily Dose of Dave
Duanemoody.com
Twelfth Planet, Planetary Politics & Other Yakketyboo
Mingaling (waiting for her report on the night’s debauchery)
plus many more.
Best of all, went to work with no hangover.
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Anniversablog – a photoset on Flickr
duanemoody.com: let’s go… nananana… OUT TONIGHT!
bobafred � Happy Anniversary!
A recap of the last few days:
Earlier in the week, I ran around the Castleberry Arts District and passed my resume out to 5 galleries. I talked to all but one of the owners and none of the people acted like I handed them a dead fish when I gave them my resume. It’s interesting to see an arts district in the making, with all the galleries being between 6 month and a year old. Everyone was talkative and generous with information. No promises were made or expected and hopefully I planted the seeds for future work.
Managed to get some work, a 14.5 hour day on Friday at the Ferst Center. Got there at 9am, left at 11:30pm. Good show, the Five Browns, a collection of piano-playing siblings (between highschool and college age) that all went to Julliard. It was a sold-out show, with lots of younger folks in the audience, which thrilled the family. After the show, got to see the parents and kids backstage, very nice, very un-diva-y. They have just started touring and will have no problem doing well. Between the people and the work, I’m digging the Ferst Center, and hoping to get more gigs there.
The picture above is one of the five Steinways that was on stage. It is brighter than the surrounding pianos because only its lights were one, no photoshop. I was in a Genie Lift onstage working with lights, giving me a great vantage point for the photo. The Ferst Center’s backstage and dressing rooms are filled with wall art from previous groups and productions, see below for one of my favorites.
Saturday, walked around the neighborhood. It’s a shame that spray-paint doesn’t come with spell-check
Sunday, went to the Scott Antique Market. Normally $3 to get in but our late arrival had the ticket takers waive our admission. 300,000 plus square feet of exhibition space, with over 2,400 booths… that’s what the website said and we believed it. Didn’t find much in the mid-century mod that we tend to like which was fine since we have no money to spare. We proved that point when we dined at Costco, 2 hotdogs and 2 sodas for $3.50.
Monday had us entertained friends that had been displaced by the hurricanes. Katrina took out their New Orleans home, and they left to stay with family in Texas. While visiting family in Virginia, Rita knocked trees into their Texas residence and left it without power for weeks. Since our stay in Atlanta will be a limited one, we didn’t sell our Vegas house. Our friends may be taking us up on the offer to stay there, and take a vaction away from damaged cities and broken infrastructure. It’s the least we can do.
Tuesday had me accomplishing less then I wanted. All I got done were the dishes; no resumes handed out, no new leads, nothing to get more money coming in. I did sent a thank-you to the guy that pointed me to the Ferst Center. Oh, well, at least its not raining.
Got to see the faces behind the sites at last night’s APWBWGTTD (Atlanta People With Blogs Who Get Together To Drink). I didn’t know a soul, so when I first arrived at the Brewhouse, I found myself sitting with the wrong group of computer people. Glad it wasn’t the bloggers, because those first folks had an unfriendly vibe all around. One of their members accidently sat with the bloggers first, and he showed me where they were sitting. Younger, louder, and drinking more, the bloggers were much more promising.
Talked to;
Scott (Messages from the Ether) about black velvet paintings and art criticism…
Maigh who would make a kick-ass TV detective, grilled me about what I write on my site…
Lori (Mingaling) small talk, Vegas…
Lady Crumpet, small talk… and,
Suzi (Fat Asian Baby) about art stuff and her good taste in music.
A good night in all, but I missed Jon Stewart (The Daily Show), who is doing 4 part special on “Evolution, Schmevolution.” Some of the opponants of evolution are pushing science-lite “Intelligent Design” and trying to get it included in science curriculums in Kansas. It’s mainly a push from Christians, as I have yet to hear of a Buddist, Animist or Pagan I.D. proponant. The nice thing about intelligent design is that it does not attribute a specific designer, which allows for anyone to cite their architect of choice for complex life. And that’s where the Flying Spaghetti Monster comes to attention. Pastafarians have come to the forefront in promoting the F.S.M. as the creator of all that is around.
“Let us remember that there are multiple theories of Intelligent Design. I and many others around the world are of the strong belief that the universe was created by a Flying Spaghetti Monster. It was He who created all that we see and all that we feel. We feel strongly that the overwhelming scientific evidence pointing towards evolutionary processes is nothing but a coincidence, put in place by Him…
…I’m sure you now realize how important it is that your students are taught this alternate theory. It is absolutely imperative that they realize that observable evidence is at the discretion of a Flying Spaghetti Monster. Furthermore, it is disrespectful to teach our beliefs without wearing His chosen outfit, which of course is full pirate regalia. I cannot stress the importance of this enough, and unfortunately cannot describe in detail why this must be done as I fear this letter is already becoming too long. The concise explanation is that He becomes angry if we don’t. “
There are many that have written the website of the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster with email condeming them for blasphemy and offering their forgivness as their faith askes of them. I love that the writter of this email…
“You already have faith if you believe anything you have never seen is true…I have heard and I accept you into my heart Jesus.
Now you will see for yourself the power of Christ!”
… is Brian Hull (BrianHull@boydgaming.com) of Vegas-based casino and gambling empire Boyd Gaming Corporation. One would think that Christianity runs counter to gambling. But the Skeptic’s Annotated Bible provides pro-gambling/anti-gambling bible scriptures and author of “The Book of Virtues,” by William J. Bennett sure had some strong ideas on what to do with his publishing profits.
Anyways, I’m sure George Bush would not mind including Flying Spaghetti Monster in the evolution studies as he recently remarked, “I think that part of education is to expose people to different schools of thought, and I’m not suggesting — you’re asking me whether or not people ought to be exposed to different ideas, and the answer is yes.”
Neon Poisoning 