Reminder: Thursday Debauchery in Milwaukery
Hey Everyone! Just a reminder that as a Part of the Global Skepchick World Domination Project™, Elyse will be joining me and a few insect and/or Skepchick fans at the “Knuckles” bar in this hotel this Thursday at 6pm.
The Hyatt is in the middle of a bunch of parking garages, so parking shouldn’t be a problem. If we need to sober up later in the evening, there is a really awesome Thai restaurant across the street. Despite the location in a hotel, neither Elyse or I plan any hook-ups; your mileage may vary with other attendees.
The ESA meeting is pretty interesting, although because of internet spotty-ness, I haven’t had much success at live blogging anything. Perhaps tomorrow.
Will this debauchery in Milwaukery feature any chicanery, reverie, or mockery of Sean Connery? Elementary forestry or paltry embroidery would be utterly satisfactory. And nary a hairy contrarian ought be met with nought but wary weariness.
Um, anyway, I’ll be there! Probably closer to 7. How do I find you all? Follow the smell of desecrated cracker and sacrificial yak blood?
Holy montauk monster, jtradke, that was cotw material right there.
Bug, you know I can’t make it so please have a drink for your homie.
I think I’ve been watching too much “Frasier”.
Hey, I live just outside of Milwaukee, wish I could go, but sadly I have to work.
“…neither Elyse NOR I….”
When you come in the hotel lobby, you can’t miss the bar. It’s pretty obvious.
Also, their little hotel store has pints of Hagen Daz. Just in case.
I’d love to go, but I have to work on Friday, the trip is too long for me.
If it were on Friday, that would be another story…
Look for the girl with the blue skin, green hair and antennae… she should stand out. I’ll probably be near her.
I was in Milwaukee yesterday! Oh cruel fate!!!
Wicked! I’ll try to make it down. I’d be closer to seven anyway.
Okey dokey! I’ll be the confused-looking bozo in the blue shirt. If I forgot to wash said shirt, I will also be especially aromatic.
I will have KILLER red shoes on. Can’t miss ’em.