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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I did. But then I drank it.
Looks like it's my turn to save the day with a bag of frozen carrots...
Whirl, my man, you DO know how to partay.
Hey kids!
I hope to check-in again (from work) but I just wanted to pop in and say "Hi" (or "Hey"). Happy Anni Evil!
Meri
Guess I got the beer and peanuts to myself for a few hours...
I shan't be drinking, but I've got a surplus of butterscotches and grape Jolly Ranchers that I'd be willing to share. And maybe some hummus and 2-day-old pita.
I've got some old fermented OJ in the fridge. Is that alcoholic?
Possibly. But if you've got a query or new beginning in queue, you might want to save it for then.
I've got a one year old pita, and I think his diaper needs changing again.
I've got a feeling your pita is inedible. Which mine might be, but for different reasons.
Signing off for now; I kind of need some sleep tonight.
Maybe, but once yours is covered in hummus it'll look much the same.
Mmm. Booze and hummus. You guys really know how to get down!
Can I chip in on that bag of carrots? Seriously. I love carrots.
Aww, happy anniversary, EE! I miss your muttonchops.
Happy Anniversary, EE!
It's a bit early in the day for booze so will a cup of tea do? I've got chocolate biccies (or cookies for those of you across the pond).
Happy blogaverssary, EE! I haven't been around much this past 8 months, not even lurking, but I still think your blog is the best and good for a chuckle every visit.
I have coffee now.
I'm way ahead of you guys - I already have the hangover.
Happy Anniversary EE! You've managed to keep blogging for longer than I kept commenting, but then I'm a slacker...
(Gutterball! Always a pleasure!)
Well done, McK. You can hardly call yourself a slacker if you're hung over already!
Ah - HERE's the party! Hi you all!
Let's all do a toast later on, OK? I'm always up for wine - gotta go in to the office soon - but later, it's wine time.
McK honey, pop an aspirin and start again this evening, girl!
Happy Anniversary, EE!!!
:-)
Anyone care to dance? Options are:
-Greek dancing
-fake bad Irish dancing
-whirling dervish
-guillotine choke, but spinning in a circle while we do it
-tripping
Morning all. Sorry I'm late, had to take some fresh urine to the veterinarian.
I brought the the Tang.
Happy anniversary!
Hi EE!
The doctor's have refused to treat you then?
It's a long drive, but so much cheaper than taking it to my own doctor.
Hey, I'll do the punch lines, FH.
I hear there's a cool song at Whirlochre's place. Guess I'll go listen.
Rachel, I only dance footloose style. I was trained by Kevin Bacon.
I was just in too much of a hurry. Nothing new there then.
I hope I don't lose my minion status for this!
Happy Anniversary, EE, my absolute favorite Man of Mystery!
EE, do you get a discount for stale urine?
Oh dear. The fresh urine comment followed by the Tang one. I think I need to go lie down.
Serendipitous humor, Phoenix.
Urine trouble.
Tell me about it...
Great, just great — I spend the whole day clearing up after builders have damn near trashed my house, with the express view of getting on here for a few minutes to chat and laugh and chat and laugh, only to discover you're all talking about PISS.
Even Woody Allen's happiness isn't this bloody thwarted...
Speaking of Woody Allen, I highly recommend his book Mere Anarchy. I recommend his other books as well, but this one's even funnier.
We could talk about fecal matter instead, but let's not.
Did anyone remember to invite Miss Snark? Seeing as how half of us found EE through her.
As far as the trip to the vet's goes, EE, did it have anything to do with a particularly horrifying query?
Hi, guys! I'm at work right now, but I'm sure the party will still be jumping by the time I get home.
Happy Blogiversary, EE!
Exactly! Everybody please come back to party - even if you're here duringthe day - come back around 5:30 or 6:00 pm Eastern, will ya?! I'm dying to do a big toast, then drink some of my poured glass of wine and listen to lots of stuff from you all about EE and other things (like there ARE any other things on his big day) and have a big time together.
I'm afraid that's after my bedtime, Robin! I'll raise a glass to you all before I go to bed and come back and read the chat the next day.
There must be some procedure by which to make this day an international holiday so no one would have to be at work. Someone look into that.
It's not after my bedtime, but I'll be gone anyway. I'll check in when I can, and toast a bit late, with milk.
Excellent plan, EE! Now who's going to organise it?
In the US, we've got a few options.
1) executive order--this may be a one-time deal, though
2) Congress declares it a national holiday
3) so many people decide it's a holiday that the government caves.
Worldwide, though, is harder. The only way I can see a day off all over the world is if one of us conquers everybody. I'm not going to volunteer to be the ruler, but I wouldn't mind a cushy desk job if one of you wants to do it.
An international day off? I'll get right on that...
I think it would make a terrific religious holiday.
(grin)
:-)
Where's junior Evil? Who's in charge of him, and what are we allowed to do?
;-)
If I understand this correctly, EE's toasting with weredingo urine. Where can I get some?
I hear Godzilla is free around this time next year. Maybe we could get him to bring the world to a standstill with his crazed reptilian stomping so we can all enjoy ourselves celebrating with EE.
Whirl, that sounds like watching Rome burn while playing violin-- Wait one! That sounds like the Evil Minions! Sign me up!
Happy Anniversary EE.
*raising a plastic bottle of milk*
Here's to EE, the minions, and blogging. May we have many happy years together!
Hm, sun's well over the yardarm here, must be time to get started on the next hangover.
I have to get my husband from the station so no wine with dinner. I'll toast you later, EE!
Happy happy happy, EE. Anniversary. I will have a glass of wine in your honor. I was going to have one anyway, but it goes down better with an excuse.
Everybody keep drinkin til I get home, please! Less than 3 hours - you can do it!
bubbly's gone flat, not even my pup will taste it...
nazdarovja, ee!
Hey Wrobin — I just downed a couple of pints the moment I saw your comment. Sadly, it was cooking oil. Curse this time zone anomaly thing.
Hope to be around later after I've flayed the flesh from the evening's miserable TV schedule...
I'm off for the night, gang. Have a drink for me as I cannot for myself. And congrats and gratitude for being around the blogosphere so long, EE.
I've a glass of red wine in my hand (well I did have but I put it down to type this) so I'll toast you EE: to many more years of laughter and blue comments!
And to all your minions too!
Thank you for getting us all together!
McKoala, so good to see you! *toasts* And WW and ril and Robin and...geez. I could just list you all off. *sheepish*
Anyway, I think I'll skip the weredingo wee for a pint of lager, raise my frosty mug high and start singing a'la "Whose Line Is It Anyway?"
And I never did get any carrots. *sigh*
Happy Evil-ersary, EE! Although I am a new minion I felt congrats were in order.
I will pile in the wine and various other alcohol beverages for those who cannot do it themselves. My stomach is an iron vault.
Just remember "candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker!"
Thanks for all the well-wishing. I'll be in here at 5:45 eastern time for a pre-dinner drink.
The carrots must be thawed out by now, right?
Anyone hanging with EE?
I put up some clocks at the bottom of the blog so everyone can get a rough time bearing. Probably should have chosen digital rather than analog clocks, but I was in a hurry. Should have thought this much earlier. Oh well, lesson learned for NEXT year :o)
Anybody here?
Just me. Lucky you.
BAWHAHAHAHAHA!
Kinda, sorta.
Working, but from home.
Is it hot in here?
*quietly slinks out of the room*
Yeah, a chat room would be good if it were a one-hour party, but not so much for an all-day party, as no one can spend all day here. Especially on a Friday. But just having a place where people can drop in, leave a comment and come back later to see other comments is great.
I'm home I'm I'm home I'm home, glass of wine in hand!
Also with BT's haiku to EE, in hand:
Evil Editor
Four years without jumping the shark.
Thanks. P.S., I don't remember how many syllables
These things are supposed to have. This looks
About right.
I'll drink to that!
How's things in the southwest?
And east/central.
Hey Rob!
And me without my chocolate shake. (drank it already).
It is hard to have an all day party, but we will always try for you, dear.
Things here are getting much better. Long story involving multiple root canals. Writing should be back on track real soon. Better be. I'm going crazy without my writing time.
Looking good in Texas! How's your pup (of the "fresh urine run")?
Hi Sarah! Hey Rob! Is this an open bar?
I'll know Monday. She switched from UD food to JD for joint probs, so she needs testing to make sure uric crystals don't come back.
Bet your writing would be interesting with all the painkillers you've probably been on, Sarah.
Well either way, we want YOU coming back. I suppose you gathered that from my love letter, I mean, post, right? heh heh.
Central Texas is lovely today.
Whoa Sarah - just went back to read root canals. Ouch!!
Hi Brenda,
How are ya?
I can handle another year.
Damn. Wish I could take painkillers.
I swear by cosequin for my Beagle's joints.
You're teaching your beagle trigonometry?
I've spent many an hour looking at uric crystals under a microscope. I ran the lab at the clinic I worked at -- wow, 25+ years ago. We had Science Diet UD back then, but not JD. Some things never change.
Darn, Brenda's here. Can't lie about the weather or she'll out me! Hi Fellow North Texan! I think regionally we outnumber everyone else.
EE, if you make it to 5 years, we really oughtta do a barbecue.
I think she's OK; I took a taste and it seemed normal to me.
Well, I am a Physics major.
Trigonometry. *Snort*
I relearned to write scenes under your tutelage, Sparky.
I'll find a resort hotel we can all meet at.
I relearned how to pop zits!
I'm not sure I want to know what part of him you've been under, Robin.
Totally up for a resort hotel. It would be amazing, unless you hid on us.
I think we should recreate the elevator pitch scenes we wrote. Especially the one I wrote.
There's something on her blog about his pants, but it seems she's likes the back pocket.
And relearned how to gross out the entire blog population of Miss Snark's First Victim, so I understand, Sarah.
Sounds like someone's on her fourth glass already.
LOL @ Phoenix!
How big is EE's tutelage?
Hee hee, Phoenix girl. The thing is, though, we'll have to get his wife and my husband visting down at the pool or something, ya know, so maybe we should just go all platonic and boring?
You know, this reminds me of the old days on EE's you guys.
Knowing EE, he'd choose one of the Philippine islands during Monsoon season for the resort.
Hey Chris!!!
Oh hell, Phoenix, you're right! EE, it needs to be in the States, son.
I'm good at making people throw up apparently. ;-)
Ah the good old days when you guys start fighting over Sparky.
Platonic? Boring? With EE? Never.
EE, what are you reading at the moment?
You guys should write romance novels. Seriously.
Yeah, Sarah, the good old days. I read those comments EE linked to on his announcement post and almost cried. It's one of those things - you don't know how good you have it til you don't have it good again kinds of things.
Where's EE?
:-)
Hey Robin and Sarah and Phoenix!
What are you reading? Is that like 'what are you wearing?'
I'm reading Clockers, by Richard Price. He wrote my favorite Book Chat book, so I owed him another sale.
Romance? Erotica!
No on romance. My novel has lots of sex but only a few pages that are actually loving. As per your preconceived notions, I am sure.
How's everybody doing on their novels, by the way?
Sarah, what are you wearing?
Okay, what's everyone wearing?
Oh, Chris. You're such a tease.
I'm going to read Housekeeping by Marilyn Robinson shortly. I've heard that's an excellent novel, but haven't wanted its voice to mess with me.
I'm assuming Whirly's in stripey socks.
I'm in a cobalt mock turtleneck and black slacks. Very DC boring-assed.
Not me at all.
Reading Going Bovine by Libba Bray. Just won the Printz.
She came here for our Writer's Day and I got to chauffer her around. Very cool woman.
Anyone still here?
Housekeeping?! I guess Robin's in an apron...
Dave's in land lubber clothes.
I just finished dinner - cheap chicken.
Everyone's still her.
Jeans here. It's standard.
I only have dreams of sailing.
Still in my work clothes, too. Sweats.
When does anyone have time to read??? If it weren't for the New Beginnings ...
Oh, Sarah, I had you pictured in a fancy chauffer's hat.
I have to finished up Joe Hill's HORNS.
I read during TV commercials.
The french maid outfit's at the cleaners.
Just catching up...urine and trig...yup...yup..I'm up to speed...
If you read during the commercials, when do you get your snacks?
I KNEW it was wise taking the one-minute-chapter approach.
Better than hing TV commercials.
BTW I thought SOUTH PARK and Comedy Central went 100% lame with the censorship.
Hi Dave!
EE- that's shocking! Only reading during commercials!
The weredingo brings the snacks. A little raw maybe, but it's easy.
Hey Whirl - urine and trig - HA!
They didn't censor Jon Stewart.
I literally turn the TV on to the yacky-yacky daytime news and turn my back to it to read. A bad habit I picked up in college.
*sigh* I just love you guys. I miss these conversations.
Wow- yeah Phoenix, with my long chapters, EE will never even get through one of 'em. You were right to go your way with it!
I can't read with the TV on. It's too heavy.
SOUTH PARK's censored now? Hm, guess I only listen to it with half an ear anyway as I multitask when it's on. I honestly hadn't noticed.
Comedy Central added the beep-outs in the South PArk Episode and the "black" square over the image of M. They're too delicate to stand up for free speech.
John Stewart always gets bleeped but never blacked out.
Self-censored once due to death threats.
Ha! Whirl - can't breathe, eh?
3 pages/commercial break X 6 breaks/hour = a 216-page book read in a 12-hour stretch in front of the TV.
Sarah, I feel EXACTLY the same way!
EE, can't we have Classic Minions Banter Night every once in a while?
Robin, it takes TWO commercials to get through just ONE of your sentences! ;o) (You know I love your writing, grrlfriend)
I read to day that SCI-FI (for the new viewers SiFy) is going to create a new TV series based on the Phantom comic strip and guess what the first three or four shows will be... Explaining the legend of the phantom. Whether anyone needs it or not. Waste of good writers.
Not Book Chat, but Chit Chat?
I've had threats but never death threats and not over anything I wrote.
Ha, Phoenix! Yeah- Even i forget what I meant when i get to the end sometimes!
Chit Chat - perfect!
Remember that time you walked me through how to italcicize comments EE? Those were the days...
I miss gabbibg it up with ya and driving ya nuts.
How are the renovations coming, Whirl? Or did you scare off the construction crew with your siren voice?
And I miss the hair grooming advice. no, waitaminute — that was Nathan Bransford.
If someone wants to kill you over something you wrote, it's better to just do it than to threaten to do it, thus allowing you to go into hiding.
More sage advice, EE.
Scare them off? Two of them wanted to marry me. But I played hardball and said, "quit with the fellatio and plaster that goddamn hole in the wall"
I'm just bold enough to walk up to them and dare them to do it. I hate threats. I react badly to them. I tend to rant and that ain't pretty.
Dave and Whirl will be REALLY fun at the barbecue!
Gee what a mistfortunate juxtaposition of comments. I meant kill me, not commit fellatio on my body.
So EE is an advocate of murdering authors. Wait while I grab a screen capture of that so I can use it out of context for an expose...
Which side of the wall were you on?
Are we cooking or being cooked?
hahaha -- I couldn't type faster than Robin!
This disjointed conversation is what it must have been like in NASA HQ while they were trying to edit out Buzz Aldrin getting fresh with Neil Armstrong before all the Giant Leap stuff.
Murder and Sex? Not Romance then, EE.
Said in a falsetto voice, Whirl, I can't picture exactly how well your threat went over.
Hee! We're cookin out non-human meat at a get-together next year after (if) EE retires.
Hey Whirly, How's the ash cloud?
One small step for man, one giant leap into my heart.
Hey, Phoenix, the last time I threatened anyone in a falsetto voice, I got paid £50.
Life in the times of Volcanic Ash.
By Whirl
with a forward by Camus.
We're writers, dammit. We're not constrained by mere genre.
Oh my GOD I am laughing like a crazed banshee.
Hey Matthew! You're very brave!!
Was that you that pub that night? I haven't been to Britain since!
Is Sylvia still here? She's probably know more about the ash cloud than me, her being Mrs Occasionally Airborne and all. I can't see anything cloudy out of the window — but then it is nearly midnight.
Who wouldn't be after seven glasses of wine?
It's ridiculous that we can put a man on the moon but we can't vacuum up ash as it comes out of a volcano.
As opposed to what, a moderate, calm banshee?
Is it really possible to laugh one's ass off? There's a fortune to be made in that, if so.
Seven glasses? I can't even squeeze seven glasses out of a bottle when I ration the stuff.
Hey, boy-o, Hey. Only one and a HALF glasses, so far!
Hey- let's all take 20 secs to toast. K?
I'm wearing clothes at the moment, and reading snatches of Seventh Son, The Lightning Thief, and books for reports.
The worst threats I've had was 6 middle fingers for holding an anti-Planned Parenthood sign.
Unless you want to count the times my parents threatened to shovel out my room and throw it all away. It came to a head one time when Mom said she'd throw away everything I left on the floor. I transferred everything but my dirty kleenex to my bed.
I've got a suspicion I'll get worse, though, before I'm through.
A volcano vacuum cleaner? I'm applying for a patent. (I'd mention your name, EE, but I don't know what it is.)
It's a shame John Belushi died. He'd snort that volcano.
I am. I stared that ash cloud down. That's where it went.
Hey Matthew and Rachel. Hopping in nicely, I see.
Rachel's been hitting the sauce.
Maybe James Dyson can invent a vacuum volcano. Bright yellow plastic, never loses suction.
A toast, yes. To EE.
Glad to be here; I thought I'd still be at the Hannah House. They cleaned everything up more quickly than I expected.
I've got to leave in 20 minutes, though. And we should have minion-chat every once in a while.
Who needs Belushi when we have Christian Bale. That Ash cloud is messing with his lighting. He'll get rid of it.
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