This page is being written half way through the meet, (or there abouts) so the lies incorporated herein may change before they become established as facts.

For anyone who wants the basic info about the meet, Orions page was the standard distribution of information, but has since disappeared. Thanks to him for 'organising' the meet, which most people will remember for quite some time, just as soon as the alcohol wears off and they manage to remember friday or saturday night.

If you've never been to a spodmeet, and plan on going to one, don't forget to read How To Meet Spods IRL, the standard text on how to get started in such things (at least it will be when I write it).


First of all, hi to all you spods who I met, and who I can still sort of fit a name to a face, in order (but which order I'm not going to tell you) are :

  • Obediah, Iain, Danz, otter, maddy, oolon, Nicolai, slaine, druss, jigsaw, fox, athanasius, pog, geezer, banshee, scrappydoo, acen, mal, badguy, alecto, tim, pasta, goon, gazz, drennon, chrysalid, ruddles, jackass, BeBop, TalkieToaster, marley, nairn, nebby, legna, MehLindi
In no particular order of their own, are the kcl spods who I know and were there (and get a bullet to themselves):
  • Rabies
  • Fang
  • Roosta
  • MrWhite


I can't think of anyone else off the top of my head, but if you think I remember you, then drop me a line and I'll add you in.

A few people asked about London meets. There is normally a mini meet every week or two in london, if you want to get to hear about them, then try hanging around on Cut where these regular, impromptu gatherings are suggested. Normal plan of action is go get pizza, then icecream, then go spod or play Scorched Earth.


Lies Inc News File

I spent most of saturday afternoon/evening/night moving around different groups of people, collecting and redistributing information and disinformation, most of which appears below. There were sort of mini meets for mba4 and olympus, but no others that I could see. Not actually being much of a surfer myself, I haven't got a clue who some of the people are, or if they are even who I say they are. However, if you go anywhere else (and are receptive to the occasional huggle) then I hope I got things approximately right.

  • Furry things were in abundance. Apart from Foxs' tail (very worrying) there was a decent game of catch, using a red fluffy strawberry around the bar. This game went a bit out of control, to the point where the strawberry was threatened with being removed from the premises.
  • I had the honour(?) of looking after Aths raccoon. A fine example of a well trained sysadmin pet. Very cute and fwuffy. but mess with it, and you're going to get hurt. It's impression of a facehugger was most amusing, almost as funny as Roosta almost losing his lower jaw to the lovely little thing.
  • Any statements about me and Nairn being separated at birth will be dealt with my the a.s.r and bofh admin who were present in small quantities, with chocolate covered coffee beans and luser stories. You have been warned.
  • Most suprisingly is that (unless my messengers got caught in the crossfire, there have been no reports of either geezer, pog or jackal getting the crap kicked out of them. However, it is unlikely that Jackal will show Ath a pair of handcuffs again. This was true as of saturday night. By sunday, jackal was gone, pog seemed to be getting on well with everyone (he's a pretty decent chap, imho) and geezer, well, warrants another entry...
  • As of sunday, Geezer was well and truly got. I missed seing exactly how they got him on the floor, but by the time I joined in, he was having white gunk smeared all over his face, and his legs were being bound in tape. After I got the handcuffs on him, and his legs were properly taped up, he was moved over to a convenient railing. After a small debate, it was decided not to hang him over them, but to handcuff him on the other side. Another pair of cuffs, and he was stuck there, allowing more facial decoration with a range of markerpens. He was making a bit of noise still, probably just wimpering at the keys, which hand been tied to the railings just out of his reach, so his mouth was also taped up, as well as his glasses, just to be sure. He was left alone for a bit, and (fortunately for him) it was decided to release him a while later, rather than many hours later, as had been suggested. He had time to wash (most) of the stuff off his face (apart from the red lipstick effect from one pen) and was laughing merrily at someone elses misfortune when he got a quantity of decent itching powder down his back. The phots will tell the parts of the story that my words simply can not convey.
  • On a related matter, all manner of male staff on various talkers were generally licked, hugged and kissed by jackal. Most of them were slightly the worse for wear, but the photos will tell the story.
  • Comments about the dead microcontroller I'm wearing as a pendant have been strangely unbalanced. A dozen or so people have pulled me aside to say it was excellent (if you really think it is, then mail me and I might consider making some more and giving them away in exchange for small quantities of cash, or accounts) Only 2 people admited that they thought it was a dead sad thing to do, some people obviously have no taste ;)

I haven't got photos (yet) for my own page, but the empty-looking area under here will be a list of everyone elses pages, including gigs of embarrassing gifs, jpegs and stories:

  • Rachel (previously drennon), the only link still active.
  • Orions pages
  • Tlc's page
  • Scrappys page
This page is subject to the standard Lies Inc. disclaimer. ie everything is made up entirely, any resemblance to real persons, or even to spods, is entirely unintentional. So there.