Not gonna happen if I have anything to say about it. You can sleep in my car.

In the front seat, though. I have the back seat reserved with Bornbad.

Much innuendo fills this thread...I predict much awkward silence at the "vention"

then i'll divert attention to my chicken hat.

Wouldn't be hard, except the old folks get the cranky vote.

I'll be in Vegas in Oct for a week. 2008. I'll do some...uh...scouting for June.

:-)

It's unfortunate the Hilton is so far away from the strip. I love all the Star Trek stuff.

Is anyone interested in doing a photo scavenger hunt in Vegas? Something not intrusive, just a pre-decided list of things with point values, then when we get back post a thread of our findings. Highest point-getter wins.

For instance:
Pic of you in front of Vegas sign: 1 point
Pic of you with Elvis impersonator: 20 pts
Pic of a celebrity: 50 pts

Whaddayathink?

Crap! I don't think I'm going to be able to go to the Plimevention! If everything goes well, I should have a 2-month-old to take care of.

This is most likely my wedding date.

Well. here you go. A plime theme wedding. In Vegas no less. A destination!!!

Congrats on getting some sucker to agree to a life sentence with you, man. May it be a lifetime full of awesome.

Yeah, she better hold on tight to the soap in the shower!

*sneaks up behind Melges*
dont you mean YOU better hold on tight to the soap in the shower!

No no! You guys both have it wrong. If you hold it too tight it gets away from you. The key is firm, but not too tight.
Big mistake. Trust me, you don't want to make that mistake.

so thats why you been carryin around a rubber doughnut!

J/k my good man!

Exactly.

For those who are wondering.....


All my free time has been tied up with a fund raiser I'm working on. The fund raiser is November 8th...so after that, I will be free to focus my free time on the Plimevention.

For those who are wondering.....

All my free time has been tied up with Plime. The Plime is always, but after that I will be free to focus my free time on life.

And the liklihood that I will attend has just quadroupled.

Do you actually dislike me or do you just pretend all the time? I'm getting sick of it. It's constant "oh, you're not going to be there, yeah I'll go" (about visiting me in Kansas and about the Plimevention).

Or maybe you do like me and it's like how little boys throw sand at little girls. They pick on them because they like them, which in turn makes the girls dislike them. Maybe you just don't know how to play with girls.