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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.
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