Tough economic times took a bite out of the party budget this year. Not only were we forced to downscale, we've adopted a theme of "reuse, reread, recycle". In fact, we found some perfectly good features from past years and hauled them out of the attic.
So leave your gift on the table, grab a cup of cheer, and let the man of the hour know how you really feel about him bleeding blue all over your perfect purple prose.
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OK. I'm ready.
Gosh Sarah, that's so...trooper...
pant, pant, pant ... ran all the way here...
If this was real life, the three of us here already would be pelting them with rotten eggs as they clambered over the parapet.
But such is cyberspace...
Oh. A new room. Got it! i was still over there talking about chipped beef.
on toast
Hey now- rotten egg boy!
I wondered whether maybe EE was handing out his toast.
Yeah, so was I. My SOS comment didn't make it through.
I'm here. Hey everybody. I didn't say Hi earlier because I wanted to slip in with jokes and look cool.
It worked.
I was in two places at the same time, of course. It's the overachiever in me.
SOS isn't what it used to be.
Haven't had it in a very long time.
I didn't say Hi earlier because I wanted to slip in with jokes and look cool.
If I was 21 and single, I'd sure use that one...
Bah, it took me a bit to find the second chat room.
Did EE get lost?
Yeah, Matthew. That's a great line.
He's the Himbo in Limbo...
*whistles* Here, EE. Come! Heel!
Good boy.
It's not a commercial.
Time to lay off the milk, Rachel. There's only 3 posts on the blog.
Hi Matthew, Hi Rachel - you guys are worthy successors to the old (not old people, just been around here a while kind of old people).
You don't need any lines, Whirl. Just bust out the vocal pipes.
Well played, Matthew!
My grandma says there's no point in having fun if you don't remember it afterwards.
This is a rare party where I'm not a wallflower.
EE's chomping on dinner OR one of his 100-some-odd favorite shows is comin' on...
Left handed sewer flutes and Pan Pipes.
Maybe he got lost like I did.
That's what I tell myself when I need comfort.
Thanks Rob and Sarah.
He'll squeeze us in between courses or during commercials. If he isn't reading.
Jeopardy is on and a man in a squarish tie is winning.
Hee. Hey, you all - JB is chafin' at the bit, ready to go out for dinner. I'll check back in when we get home in a couple of hours, see if anyone's about.
Love you guys - I have really, really missed this bantering!
Have a great dinner, Rob!
You realize, Whirl, that I'm going to call you Throat Hulk from now on.
Hey Phoenix!
Have a fun nosh-up, Robin.
Eat a dessert for me.
Later, Rob
Mmm. Din-din. Enjoy!
There was no indication of how to get here on my screen. Later there was.
It was in my flashforward.
Okay. Who forgot to invite EE to the room?
So, EE, apart from hanging out here, are you doing anything else to celebrate?
Yeah, I've got to head off, too. I should be back by 11 EST. I don't want to be out too late, even if I do have a ride back. It's the biggest party weekend of the year, and the parties started early. On a night where half the town (or campus, anyway) gets soused, I'm glad for milk and sober companions. And a ride home.
Have a good time!
have fun.
I'm with you, Rachel, on the wallflower thing. I generally cozy up with whatever pet may be around. And if there isn't one, I bring my own.
Later, Rach
Looks like things are winding down - for now.
Enjoy yourself, Rachel, don't do anything I wouldn't.
Yes, I'm burning the slush pile to toast marshmallows.
But Dave's done everything.
A long night ahead, then.
Recycle, Reuse. Go EE.
I only wish.
Yes, Whirl. Funny how people leave me alone when I drag my iguana along.
It's dinner time here in Venezuela. Thanks for dropping in, everyone.
He hasn't done me — but then again, I suspect he has taste...
Gonna wash off the grease from work, EE?
See. One mention of the iguana and everyone is ready to go home...
Yeah, after a day cooking fries, I need a good scrubbing down.
Like the musical GREASE...
We should do this every year.
Enjoy the rest of Friday EE — and everyone else here.
12.15 now so I'd better turn in before I turn to dust.
Will check in tomorrow to monitor the debauchery.
...hosed down in the Sugar Shack...
Rest assured, I shall dream of that iguana...
Have a good night, EE and Whirl.
I'll check back later. Another year gone. Another year to look forward to.
Thanks, EE! You really are amazing.
Check back in another 364 days, Mr. Editor.
Later, Sarah.
Am I the only one left?
Yes.
Then see ya later.
Man, if you use the bathroom here, watch out for that sticking door, it's-- Whoa. Where'd everyone go?
Hi Everybody! And EE.
Just dropped by to snag a marshmallow.
Can't stay, have company on the house.
And one of my Infants has promised to set me up on Facebook - with a veil, or maybe a papebag...
Hey guys, anybody still here?
I'm on my 4th scotch so if I typo you know why.
Meri
Hi, you all. Just checking to see if anyone is home?
Just passing out -- I mean, through. Morning here, stuff to do...
Oh yeag - Saturday already, and with two little ones...
Anyway, it was a good anniversary!
And I hope you noticed, after year five, we're gonna all get together for a barbecue. So we need to work that around your travel schedule.
Yeah, I don't know how you're all going to get here...
Hey - you're a world traveler, right?
But even so, I'm not holding my breath for Sparky to actually do this.
Anyway, I just popped back over to see the old comment trail at EE's.
Damn those were fun times. What ever happened to that one guy, Iago? He hardly ever visits any more. I used to relish our conversations. You liked him, didn't you?
Night, night.
Iago, I guess he's still around somewhere. The world shall hear of him again...
G'night.
Aw, I just got back. Did everybody leave?
I'll refresh every 5-10 minutes until 12 pm EST, because y'all are good company.
Back too late, it seems. Got sidetracked by the Madonna Glee episode. I'd dance for you, but it's time to sleep here.
Looks like it's just me dancing on my own, then.
Ho hum.
:(
Our internet was pouty and I missed the party! Sorry, EE.
Rats.
*returns with her next hangover*
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, EE!!! Really sorry I missed the celebration (dammit!). End of semester craziness.
I really miss you all, everyone. I hope I'll be around a little more once I graduate and get settled into L.A.
Darn it. A day late and a dollar short, as per usual.
Oh, well. Happy Anniversary for yesterday, EE!
Now, to think of an appropriate gift...
:: leaves manuscript of fantasy trilogy and runs away very, very fast ::
Oh, Steve - you are very brave!!!
Well, I missed the party that was the minions after 4pm EST. Hope we do this again next year.
I missed the party, too, dammit. I was down in Macon, GA to see the legendary Allman Brothers Band. It was an incredible show, but it was diminished by the fact that I had to miss the party here (okay, a little exaggeration, but not much).
Happy Anniversary EE! Thanks for everything you do.
I missed it too. Sigh.
*picks up fallen tinsel and confetti, tosses handfuls festively around empty ballrooom*
*wanders back in with a glass of wine*
I'm back. Does that mean the party's starting again? Because I very much don't want to do those two papers.
Writing nonfiction can be so boring. My teachers just don't appreciate the special relationship between Islam, Mali, and fire-breathing dragons!
Dragons in non-fiction? Sounds good to me.
I'm all for the party starting again.
My gosh! I'm late.
Sorry about that. I really ought to check my email more often.
Anyway, not to get all sappy and stuff, but EE is a sweetheart, and I'm not just saying that because I lust after his medallion.
I think he is one of the most under-appreciated editors and mentors around
Happy anniversary, EE.
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