perfidy

Last Saturday in fashionable Old Town Alexandria we had ourselves a blogmeet. I've gotten together with bloggers previously – notably the Cannons games with Rocket Jones but this was the first I guess you could say, official, blogmeet for yours truly. I have noticed – and the participants Saturday amply confirmed this – that bloggers as a whole seem to be awfully nice people. This is a happy conclusion to come to, because if I had discovered that bloggers were rotten, foul and murderous people that would reflect rather poorly on me.

Conversation was scintillating, humorous and chock full of interesting little tidbits of information. Four Widmer Hefeweisens may have colored my perceptions, but it looked like everyone was having a damn good time. In honor of their willingness to be seen in public with someone who goes by the nom de net of "Buckethead," I will now link each and every one of them:

• John of Texas Best Grok, who writes posts about obscure Cold War Era strategic bombers.
• Rob the Llama Butcher makes up amusing conversations between other bloggers
• Mike the Maximum Leader drove hundreds of hours through snow, sleet and Virginia drivers to make the meet. He tells an interesting story of the death of the world's greatest political theorist
• I'd be glad to have a beer with Princess Cat anytime; but I'd have more difficulty explaining to Mrs. Buckethead why I was spending time with a, you know, woman than why I was drinking beers with a graduate student. I mean, that's what graduate students do.
• Matt the blogless wonder doesn't get a bloglink because he's blogless. He fit in remarkably well for someone who doesn't share our particular social problem.
• Dawn isn't anyone to mess with. She's got an appointment. [oh no she di’in’t -ed.]
• I wonder whether this Lysander is modeling himself after this Lysander, or this Lysander.
• Rocket Jones, who knows there's two sides to everything, and especially Pringles.

Thanks to Rocket Jones, for inviting me, and to John for being so important that people are compelled to gather around him, and to all the others for showing up despite knowing that I was going to be there.

And, for those who expressed interest, here is a brand new t-shirt.