My inner child is forty-five years old!
I’ve never really liked children, not even when I
was one. I want things neat, ordered, and
adult–fine wine instead of french fries, pina
coladas by the pool instead of beach sand
between my toes. Now if only my fellow adults
would stop acting like such, well, children!
How Old is Your Inner Child?
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Please, please, pretty please, if you really truly want to go, answer this poll, so I have some idea of what we have in the body count department. The trip is going to have to be Saturday, due mostly to Buffaloian travel constraints. If you are going on your own – I will provide you with digitas de cellular (in case you don’t have already) so we can meet up there if you want to. Many are planning on taking the bus, which, as you may or may not realize, leaves pretty early on Saturday, costs ~ 40$, but also covers cost of admission (which is around 20$, so you are really paying 10$ each way for a designated driver).
Be there, or be a post-Victorion rhombus.
Vote people! I am a masterful schemer and organizer, but only WHEN I HAVE INPUT!
This weekend is the close of the NY Renaissance Faire.
If I do not go this weekend, it will be the first year in 9 years that I did not go.
I propose a road trip.
I put it to all you drivers, out of towners, and looking for planners –
Pick a day – Sat or Sun.
There is a bus that runs out of Manhattan, and includes price of admission – if we can’t get the cars/people ratio worked out.
It is a great time.
if you are reading this, ad free, and want to go, post a comment – these things are always more fun in grooups!
That is all.
I’m ‘gellin like a felon’. Oddly, I can’t say I feel that much more larcenous.
LINUX tonite. Been a while, hope I remember all my shit.
Really getting tired (hehheh) of not sleeping well. My head feels like a casaba in a microwave.