For your consideration:

It's getting warmer, which means that it's just about time to start another season of public stupidity in the name of entertainment. So the other day, possibly yesterday, but certainly on some day in the past seven (but that's not important right now), triadruid was declaiming a list of famous people's birthdays, as listed in a calendar that I got free from Half Price Books a couple of months ago (which is a different story). And lo, it came to pass that we discovered that Sigmund Freud's birthday happened to occur on May 6th, which happens to occur on a Friday this year, and also happens to be in the area of when I would have otherwise tried to put on a Hedonism Flaunt for Beltane.

So I was thinking, instead of, or in addition to, the Hedonism Flaunt, we might do a Freudday Friday Party... I was kinda thinking we could all go out to dinner and make dick jokes, sling innuendo, and talk about our mothers. Or, you know, other people's mothers. You could bring your mother, even. The venue would ideally be, of course, the Cigar Box (provided that they're open during dinner hours).

Anybody up for it? Suggestions?

For your consideration:

It's getting warmer, which means that it's just about time to start another season of public stupidity in the name of entertainment. So the other day, possibly yesterday, but certainly on some day in the past seven (but that's not important right now), triadruid was declaiming a list of famous people's birthdays, as listed in a calendar that I got free from Half Price Books a couple of months ago (which is a different story). And lo, it came to pass that we discovered that Sigmund Freud's birthday happened to occur on May 6th, which happens to occur on a Friday this year, and also happens to be in the area of when I would have otherwise tried to put on a Hedonism Flaunt for Beltane.

So I was thinking, instead of, or in addition to, the Hedonism Flaunt, we might do a Freudday Friday Party... I was kinda thinking we could all go out to dinner and make dick jokes, sling innuendo, and talk about our mothers. Or, you know, other people's mothers. You could bring your mother, even. The venue would ideally be, of course, the Cigar Box (provided that they're open during dinner hours).

Anybody up for it? Suggestions?

In other news

Re: the prevalence of the word "doom" in everybody's posts this morning. Never let it be said that I let a bandwagon go by without at least thinking about whether or not jumping on it would be fun.

This morning, on the radio, 98.9 had the girls of Kansas City Roller Derby on. All of the roller derby girls have fantastic names, but one of them has the BEST STAGE NAME IN THE WORLD, and her name is Boom-Boom von Doom.

That is all.

In other news

Re: the prevalence of the word "doom" in everybody's posts this morning. Never let it be said that I let a bandwagon go by without at least thinking about whether or not jumping on it would be fun.

This morning, on the radio, 98.9 had the girls of Kansas City Roller Derby on. All of the roller derby girls have fantastic names, but one of them has the BEST STAGE NAME IN THE WORLD, and her name is Boom-Boom von Doom.

That is all.