Already been to an AB meetup... where were you? And I could care less how many show up... 1 or 10, it'll be fun.
So any thoughts on when we should do this? Also, get your Albertan butts out here! I promise it'll be better than freezing your nads off at a country bar in Calgary.
I'm pretty flexible for scheduling stuff. Next couple of weeks are nuts for me, though, but after that, I'm pretty open. If you make it Sept 3rd, we have a race that weekend at Mission, so you all could come out and watch a bunch of cars make noise for a while too. If you wanted.
By-the-by, I'm aware of at least 5 Idiots in Calgary - Moi, carrymehome, Gris, Uno and Rumble (6 actually, but one doesn't count since he should be in an insane asylum for life). I know Edmonton has Primer and Chellie. How's about we move this little shitshow into Calgary? I know of a bar that actually plays ROCK music and hardly anyone wears cowboy hats!
I'll speak for Gris and carrymehome here...none of us work traditional mon-fri jobs, therefore the typical weekend meets out of town are probably a no-go. (carrymehome is just on his way/just returned from the west coast).
Even though I`ve never been to Vancouver (seriously, wtf is up with that?), I doubt I can make it any time in the near future. I've been stupid with my credit card and I'm on a self imposed fun ban until I get a good chunk of it paid off. BUT I could be convinced to go to an unofficial* AB meet-up... *Unofficial because I honestly fear Nett's ability to gain access to every internet website/account that I've ever signed up for.
I'm not scared of Nett, it's his army of bears which you need to worry about. Speaking of bears, I can't make Calgary tonight. Total bummer.
The bears now have night vision goggles. Just sayin. I'm going to be at the Gramercy next Friday at 5 for food and drinks. Be there, or not. No difference to me. If you guys want an AB meetup, start a post in the suggestion thread and I'll bump it b I'm also probably going to fire up a regional subforum for perm threads for various regions.
Because I am late to the drinking train here, Im in Calgary for at least another week. Drinking is good. After that, Im in Victoria for school (Ill be there end of august.) and can make the jump to Van for a weekend if need be Nett, what the deal with the race in Mission? Might be interested to come out and give a hand if you need someone that is semi-competent at doing shit. No promises, but I make a good go-fer and mover of large objects (peoples mothers withstanding)
Change in plans. I'll be at the Gramercy tomorrow night from about 5 to whenever. If you're around and want to cone down, pm me.
Fuck the stalking. I'm here now drinking wallbangers and having some crabcakes. Show up or not, it's all good.
You could just save the calgary folks some distance and all come to Kelowna. (just ignore last weekends drive by's...it's really a great town.) And I think at any get together Gris should not be allowed to communicate with anything other than MS Paint pictures and the "make your own script" videos.
Is that the place that used to be called Checkers? Been there a few times... not bad on a shitty rainy winter night to kill some time, but not what I had in mind for tonight. And you all missed out in a big way. A couple of guys I used to know when I hung out at the Gramercy more often (lived a couple blocks away), who are airline pilots, came in to start their 3 days off, and we went to town. They had a group of 4 ditsy chicks trying too hard to be sexy (they were dressed like wannabe strippers going out before work, and I have no idea where they picked them up. Hell, maybe they were strippers, I have no idea, but if so they never made it to work) Bless their overly trashy/slutty hearts, though, they had some half-decent assets that were packaged quite well for staring, no... leering at. And it just made them up the ante. They were too stupid/ditzy to be more than eye candy, really... but they were nice enough, a lot of fun, and tried real hard. (But of course, being a guy, I would have fucked any of them if the opportunity presented itself, but I can't compete with pilots in their early 30's that looked like models, talking about blow jobs in cockpits... I'm not that that shallow.). Anyway, some appies, some beer/wine (no wine for the women, of course... they had white Russians. All 4 of them had white Russians... a lot of them.) and then we went to the Roxy. I used to play with the band from the Roxy years and years ago (late 80's early 90's), and got us in fairly quickly. (The old barback turned bouncer is now the manager... it's crazy to think we've known each other from the bar for over 20 years). Mind you, maybe our new super-best-friend-girls helped more with that than I remember. Anyway, the first round were traditional triple tequila shots for the guys in the band, delivered on stage, and then they yelled "Where's 5's a crowd!", and gagged back the shots. (We went on tour to Courtney, great bar called The Loft, and two chicks were ALL over us. Well, except for me... the singer and keyboardist were in the bathroom with them and one of them said, "hey, 4's a party, but 5's a crowd". Troy and Norm laughed their asses off, came out, and repeated it to me... more than a few time. The title has stuck since then; 5's a Crowd. And the two of them are STILL playing there, pushing 50, and it's hilarious watch them hit on and pick up 20 year old chicks... but that's another story. Needless to say, the bar is the same as it was in 87 when I went there the first time. <a class="postlink" href="http://roxyvan.com" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://roxyvan.com</a> Still a lot of fun, but kind of like that chick you sleep with every couple of years when you run into each other... fun for a night, but not every night. And then the chicks got up on stage to play the "Woo Woo!" song, while I got hauled up so I could fake my way through the guitar parts. This was payback for the shots, as they tried to totally fuck with me to get me to look like an ass... almost worked, too. It's been a while, and I might have sounded like shit, but I looked the part, and the audience didn't know any better. For those of you who don't know, Sympathy For The Devil is the best "get the sluts up on stage" song around. It's easy to play and solo to, it's got a good groove, and it can last forever. This means you can eventually convince the chicks (who sing the "Woo Woo!" parts) to sex it up for the crowd. I'm sure you all have seen it happen before... and it is fun to watch them try to one-up each other. Fun times! So, midnight came and the pilots took off with the chicks (they were so drunk they were on the verge of being sent out the back door), and I hung out with another couple friends that showed up that I hadn't seen for a few years. We mellowed out in the back BS'ing with the bartender, and then bailed at 12:30 when all the guidos seemed to come out and the band went back on. Got home an hour ago. It turned into one of those occasional "shit just kind of happens" nights that always seem to be way more fun than an evening that's been planned out. All I know is that I was having so much fun that I didn't even take a pic. And if only I brought some Mardi Gras beads... oh well, live and learn. I've emailed one of the guys who might have taken some pics, so who knows, you might get a chance to see the gong show for yourself. And nooneuknow, too bad you didn't come out... you probably would have been the big ("F" sized) crown jewel among the trailer parking cubic zirconia... one was a D at best, the others decent C's. We all know that's one of the keys to measuring the worth of a pack of wannabe strippers, but by their standards, you would have been their natural leader. Oh, how will you live with yourself knowing what you could have been a part of? Quite well, I imagine. I've now had a few shots/cocktails to make up for what I didn't have earlier (hour long drive home so wasn't drinking enough to come close to DUI), and am in a great mood after a long and shitty couple of weeks. It's almost like I should fire up the drunk thread or something... I do have the day off tomorrow, and most of a bottle of good vodka, and am tired enough to be a really cheap drunk. So, to the judges. First TiB Vancouver meet-up stats: Attendance 1, but that was awesome. I just pretended you were all lurking in the bar(s). Fun that was had: 8.5/10 Probably the most fun you could have sober with everyone's clothes (mostly) on. Do it again? Hell yeah... regardless of who's there. If Gris, Queen Bee, and carrymehome from the Calgary meetup last year were there, I think tonight would have landed us in jail. Or beat up. By strippers. Or a combination of them. So yeah... come on out, and bring your bail money! And don't be pussies... do TiB proud!
Damnit! Sad to have missed it as it sounds like it was quite the party. And I think the only way I would have won any sort of whore-tit-contest would be if I actually flashed everyone...which tends to follow drinking, having fun, or you know a regular Wednesday night. Like I said earlier though, I've been busy these past two weeks. I'm not free for Vancouver meetups and drunkeness until next week. Vancouver TiBers are welcome to PM me if they have plans to go out. PS The Calling is actually across the street from Checkers. It's a Donnelly Pub.