Holy crap! Last night’s meet-up was made of awesome! Yeah, it started a little (or maybe a lot) louder than I had expected… I apologize for that. But we still managed to have some awesome when audible conversations. Around 10pm, I asked the waitress if we could move the party to the beer garden where it was quieter and much easier to talk. Hopefully, that helped you all to consider forgiving me for the decible debacle.
People came from all around the world to be at Mahoney’s last night! We had gay people from Georgia, lawyers from New York, bearded fellows from Sweden, and pretty girls! Pretty, pretty girls! And I can’t even tell you how thrilled I was that we had way more people than I expected, especially since this was a last minute event! Thank you all for making the night fantastic!
A new meet-up record was set when I managed to not pull out any pictures of my boobs until after midnight!
Unfortunately, I had to leave before the party stopped rocking (my designated husband said he was soon going to be too tired to make the hour long trek home… party pooper!). But to illustrate how incredible this group was: as I was leaving, Peggy – who had just spent hours drinking PBR – got into a debate about string theory with some strange drunk guy who could barely walk… and who, if he remembers the encounter, will be buying a calendar.
I was a tad disappointed that no one won my mini psychic challenge for the evening.
The question was: Even though I had never been to the bar, and only heard of the bar for the first time last week, what was my link to the bar? (answer and photos after the jump)
The answer: I have the logo tattooed onto my back
The evening was a complete success! It was loud. It was drunk. It was hilarious and fun. It was chill. There was even candlelight for us to all stare skeptically into each others’ eyes.