It Was a Hot, Geeky Night...
New Orleans Geek Dinner 7-14-06: "Self-bake" Brie on a Hot Night
Originally uploaded by LisaPal.
Photos here. (Mine)
And here. (Maitri's)
And here. (Loki's)
Here, too. (Editor B's)
What a great and life-affirming evening for this girl, who seems to have been living out Groundhog Day for the last several months. Real, live people. Different faces and places. I feel like I'm alive again!
At the top of my Must Meet list were Schroeder (People Get Ready) and Adrastos, the two local bloggers with whom I've been having the most bonding experiences in the Comments Sections of our respective posts. Both have made me crack up with laughter more times than I can count and as we all know, in these times, the importance of a good laugh cannot be overstated. (And don't be fooled by the seriousness of the issues addressed by Schroeder on PGR. Just look at some of the comments he leaves hither and yon.) I am duly awed by the Adrastos revelation of having played bass for a while with one of my favorite bands, The Tubes, back in the days when they were good. (Albums 1, 2, & 3.) Adrastos and I also appear to have soaked up a lot of the same elements of the 1970s sub-cultural zeitgeist. (Okay, maybe not just 1970's...)
Also up there on the list is Ashley Morris, whose status is of legend and lore. Not only is he an International Man of Intrigue, and the one who single-handedly took the name Sinn Fein from Irish Rebels and made it the cry of solidarity for fed-up New Orleanians in the blogosphere and beyond, but he's also a quite compelling mime. And when I'm fuming mad about things being said about or done to us here in my beloved city, I know I can count on Ashley to give my feelings a perfectly articulated voice. Ashley, don't ever change.
A prominent figure in the evening's event was The Amazing Maitri, who took on hostess duties with Alan and who seems to find time to do it all. Maitri ranks as the most *together* person I know in this town. I want to be just like her when I grow up, but I don't think anyone will prescribe a high-enough dosage of amphetamines for me to do so. Dangerblond, too, was on the scene, as always offering a good camera pose and plenty of laughs.
There were lots of others present from my blogroll who I'd hoped to meet. There was Oyster of Your Right Hand Thief who, along with Schroeder of PGR ranks among the NOLA bloggers I've been reading for the longest period of time. (I'd actually gotten to meet him, Maitri, Dangerblond, Ashley and Peter and Jeffrey of Library Chronicles, and Blake AKA Humid Haney at our previous Rising Tide planning sessions. More on that later.) I was glad to meet Michael Homan, my soul brother (we're having almost identical insurance experiences with our eerily similar troubled houses) and his enchanting daughter Kalypso, along with Loki of Humid City, whose jambalaya was so tasty I could have easily embarrassed myself with unrestrained indulgence, Editor B, Ray in
There were other people there, with and without blogs and I regret that I didn't get to meet and talk to them all. But keep an eye on the blogroll, as we grow to be a larger and more cohesive group.
I can truly say that I had a wonderful time. I can't wait until we get together again. What a terrifc group of people you are. I love you all!