I dropped out, so don't even ask :) May 14, 2010 1:51 PM Subscribe
Next week, I shall be returning to my hometown of St. Louis, MO for schyler523's wedding. I will have one night, Wednesday the 19th, dedicated to non-wedding activities. River City MeFites? LET'S! MEET! UP!
McGurk's, 8PM. Mark your calendars.
McGurk's, 8PM. Mark your calendars.
Love the title. ;)
posted by schyler523 at 6:45 PM on May 14, 2010
posted by schyler523 at 6:45 PM on May 14, 2010
Arg! The KC MeFites and the STL Mefites had vague plans for a CoMo meetup sometime in the not-so-distant future. Would've been nice to do it next week so you could (maybe?) join us, if you felt like the two-hour drive was worth it (It is worth it, btw!). Next Wednesday is out for me, for sure, anyway.
Congrats schyler!
posted by chara at 9:24 PM on May 14, 2010
Congrats schyler!
posted by chara at 9:24 PM on May 14, 2010
ah, if only Baby Oh Really hadn't totally sapped my will to be awake past 7pm* -- mcgurk's is like 5 min from my house (& where i got married!).
* i know it's past midnight now but i've already been asleep & woken up again tonight!!
posted by oh really at 10:12 PM on May 14, 2010
* i know it's past midnight now but i've already been asleep & woken up again tonight!!
posted by oh really at 10:12 PM on May 14, 2010
chara, make sure to make more concrete plans for a CoMo meetup soon, I'll totally be there. That's home base for my lady and I. Just don't make the meetup anytime before the first week in June, we'll be honeymooning.
posted by schyler523 at 7:01 AM on May 15, 2010
posted by schyler523 at 7:01 AM on May 15, 2010
I'm not in the area, but congratulations, schyler523!
posted by runningwithscissors at 7:22 AM on May 15, 2010
posted by runningwithscissors at 7:22 AM on May 15, 2010
Sweet. Having just come from two Bay area meetups I have a sort of traveling trophy (but I'm not sure it makes sense to send it home with you).
posted by Kid Charlemagne at 10:34 AM on May 15, 2010
posted by Kid Charlemagne at 10:34 AM on May 15, 2010
Afroblanco, I just wanted to say, I love that you chose a place and time right off the bat. That definitely makes things easier! And schyler523, congratulations!
posted by limeonaire at 11:34 AM on May 15, 2010
posted by limeonaire at 11:34 AM on May 15, 2010
I wish I could be there but my folks are coming in for graduation and I can't blow them off for friends from the interwebs.
posted by ChuraChura at 5:09 PM on May 15, 2010
posted by ChuraChura at 5:09 PM on May 15, 2010
Wish you could be there jon...
Someday I'll be able to convince Katy to come to NYC to visit you and Pips.
posted by schyler523 at 7:05 PM on May 15, 2010
Someday I'll be able to convince Katy to come to NYC to visit you and Pips.
posted by schyler523 at 7:05 PM on May 15, 2010
Damn, we'll be out of town, leaving earlier in the day.
(wish us luck..we're taking the mother in laws to the Grand Canyon.)
posted by notsnot at 9:22 PM on May 15, 2010
(wish us luck..we're taking the mother in laws to the Grand Canyon.)
posted by notsnot at 9:22 PM on May 15, 2010
I might be able to make it if schedule allows...can't wait to have a NoCoast meetup...should be awesome.
posted by schyler523 at 6:23 PM on May 16, 2010
posted by schyler523 at 6:23 PM on May 16, 2010
We'll see if I can make it. Might have a 7:30 meeting for the Jazz Education Network Conference that starts the following morning. It would be nice to have a night out though...
posted by Kimothy at 8:35 PM on May 16, 2010
posted by Kimothy at 8:35 PM on May 16, 2010
True. But all that tells you about me is what I got away from.
It would be far more descriptive if I told you about the friends I made through BBSing because I was a social outcast at my highschool. And how I'm still friends with those friends and in fact was the best man in the wedding of one of those friends, and the ones i still meet every year on thanksgiving in a different city. And about taking that fucking olive creve coeur chesterfield bus that took two hours to get down to the fucking loop. And hanging out at Meshuggah and drinking dark, bitter coffee and playing chess with old russian men and listening to charlie parker and bumming cigarettes and having pretentious philosophical conversations with the wash u students. and sneaking off to that stairwell behind the tivoli to get high. and sneaking off to that wierd park thing between fitz's and brandt's to make out with chicks that i met there. about that weird wall thing they used to have down at the loop where the punks and the skaters and the queers and the outcasts used to hang out. and the weird-ass raves i'd wind up at on the east side even though i didn't like ravers. and hanging out down on cherokee street and having the headshop owners offer my friends jobs as prostitutes. about shows at mississippi nights when i'd dance my ass off and swing my dreadlocks around like a helicopter and people would give me strange substances to take and how the hell did i get home that night anyhow? and about the 6 months i spent living in a crack neighborhood in wellston, which, ironically, were some of the best 6 months of my life. about tripping acid and having sex in lohmeier park after hours. and sometimes during hours. about the strange people i'd meet down on south grand, people older than me, sometimes way older than me, who tolerated me in that odd way you tolerate annoying people much younger than you who nonetheless are doing the same things you did at their age. about the loft parties i went to with the older kids who let me hang out at them, kids who are fullgrown adults now, but who, at the time, were sooo coool. and this feeling of being an embattled liberal in a hostile land. of how anybody who i met who even had partially similar experiences as me were automatically a friend, brothers in arms, struggling with the rushlimbaughlinearthinkingoppressiveblanket that seems to rule the day. the good-old-boy network i would never be a part of and never had the chance to be a part of because I was Jewish but not one of the cool Ladue Jews, an alien east coast jew who never had a place, never had a chance at a place, never even thought a place had a chance for me.
awww hell, what am I on about? nobody remembers, anyhow.
posted by Afroblanco at 7:56 PM on May 17, 2010 [4 favorites]
It would be far more descriptive if I told you about the friends I made through BBSing because I was a social outcast at my highschool. And how I'm still friends with those friends and in fact was the best man in the wedding of one of those friends, and the ones i still meet every year on thanksgiving in a different city. And about taking that fucking olive creve coeur chesterfield bus that took two hours to get down to the fucking loop. And hanging out at Meshuggah and drinking dark, bitter coffee and playing chess with old russian men and listening to charlie parker and bumming cigarettes and having pretentious philosophical conversations with the wash u students. and sneaking off to that stairwell behind the tivoli to get high. and sneaking off to that wierd park thing between fitz's and brandt's to make out with chicks that i met there. about that weird wall thing they used to have down at the loop where the punks and the skaters and the queers and the outcasts used to hang out. and the weird-ass raves i'd wind up at on the east side even though i didn't like ravers. and hanging out down on cherokee street and having the headshop owners offer my friends jobs as prostitutes. about shows at mississippi nights when i'd dance my ass off and swing my dreadlocks around like a helicopter and people would give me strange substances to take and how the hell did i get home that night anyhow? and about the 6 months i spent living in a crack neighborhood in wellston, which, ironically, were some of the best 6 months of my life. about tripping acid and having sex in lohmeier park after hours. and sometimes during hours. about the strange people i'd meet down on south grand, people older than me, sometimes way older than me, who tolerated me in that odd way you tolerate annoying people much younger than you who nonetheless are doing the same things you did at their age. about the loft parties i went to with the older kids who let me hang out at them, kids who are fullgrown adults now, but who, at the time, were sooo coool. and this feeling of being an embattled liberal in a hostile land. of how anybody who i met who even had partially similar experiences as me were automatically a friend, brothers in arms, struggling with the rushlimbaughlinearthinkingoppressiveblanket that seems to rule the day. the good-old-boy network i would never be a part of and never had the chance to be a part of because I was Jewish but not one of the cool Ladue Jews, an alien east coast jew who never had a place, never had a chance at a place, never even thought a place had a chance for me.
awww hell, what am I on about? nobody remembers, anyhow.
posted by Afroblanco at 7:56 PM on May 17, 2010 [4 favorites]
(okay, so maybe that was a bit heavy for a meetup thread. bad Afroblanco! posting when drunk. but seriously, you all should come out on Wednesday -- I want to see and meet you all!)
posted by Afroblanco at 10:21 AM on May 18, 2010
posted by Afroblanco at 10:21 AM on May 18, 2010
Nice to hear your reminiscences of StL. I would come out for a drink but, I manage to get back to town only once or twice a year and tomorrow won't be it.
posted by sulaine at 1:14 PM on May 18, 2010
posted by sulaine at 1:14 PM on May 18, 2010
Hey all, I'm here at the front bar in the garden. Short hair, black peacoat, sitting at end of bar. Come find me!
posted by Afroblanco at 6:11 PM on May 19, 2010
posted by Afroblanco at 6:11 PM on May 19, 2010
Okay, all, we moved to a table inside. A couple of us have Mefi shirts on.
posted by Afroblanco at 7:00 PM on May 19, 2010
posted by Afroblanco at 7:00 PM on May 19, 2010
The real question if anyone is checking is if it is still going on? I have work for a half hour more but I'd be up for coming down.
posted by lizarrd at 8:27 PM on May 19, 2010
posted by lizarrd at 8:27 PM on May 19, 2010
Bah. I'd really wanted to be there but Friday in SF my throat started getting itchy. By Sunday I was pretty sure I was going to die and, through the magic of pressurized cabins, I probably gave whatever I had to all how ever many people you can squeeze onto an AirBus despite my best efforts to the contrary. My ears popped about four hours after we landed.
I figured I'd be selfish and not share with you all.
posted by Kid Charlemagne at 1:37 AM on May 22, 2010
I figured I'd be selfish and not share with you all.
posted by Kid Charlemagne at 1:37 AM on May 22, 2010
Considering my sleep schedule (or lack of sleep schedule) since Weds, I have to say I appreciate your selfishness, Kid Charlemagne. Any sickness would have been the last thing I could have dealt with. You were missed. I'll post photos soon.
posted by Kimothy at 6:52 AM on May 23, 2010
posted by Kimothy at 6:52 AM on May 23, 2010
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