15 April 2002

Well, I did haul my camera with me all weekend, but for one thing, I didn't take that many pictures, and for another I forgot to bring the disk to work with me this morning. So you don't get to see them.

But there are anecdotes, at least!

The background you should know is that Jeff was in town for the wedding of a friend - or at least, the wedding-like ceremony, since Meghan is a lesbian and Virginia remains unenlightened regarding homosexual relationships.

So Friday evening we're organizing to go out to eat, and we decide to take our number (eleven, to be specific) to the local mongolian bbq/chinese buffet. Because we are eleven, I had Matt call ahead, and he reported this conversation:

"Hi, I just wanted to let you know we're going to come in with eleven people..."

"Eleven no problem. We have party thirty-two."

A party of thirty-two??? Someone said, "Sounds like a wedding dinner."

Richard said, "Hey, I could hit on the bride!"

Matt said, "...MAIDS. You could hit on the bridesmaids!"

Richard replied, "Hey, if I successfully hit on the bride, then I'm doing the groom a favor." We couldn't argue with that logic.

Someone said, "Wouldn't that be funny if that was Meghan's wedding dinner?"

We got to the restaurant and were hanging out waiting for our table, and - ta-daa! Sure enough, in walked Meghan, whom most of us haven't seen since college. We all hugged and said hi, and when she'd moved on to her collection of tables, Matt turned to Colleen and I and said, "If Richard can pick up this bride, he gets two points!"

I laughed and answered, "But what if he picks up both brides?"

Before Rachel arrived, Colleen confessed, "She's too nice! She scares me!" I guess now we know what it takes to intimidate Colleen...

So in the car ride over to the restaurant, I told Rachel about this. "You should go in there and tell her she's a bitch," I suggested. "It would make her feel better."

"Oh, no, I couldn't say that to someone's face," Rachel said. "You could tell her I said it behind her back, though."

So I did. In the middle of some completely different conversation, I turned to Colleen and said, "Oh, by the way, Rachel thinks you're a bitch." Colleen looked much happier.

The characters aren't exactly screaming at me, but they're not being quiet, either. Everything is more or less in limbo on the Hall, but the characters are still a little wound up, and getting more and more nervous the more things don't happen.

I figure that means we'll have a lot of little more-or-less pointless sessions over the next couple of weeks, before everything explodes.

I'm also working on some details for a couple of plots I've got in mind, and anticipating my characters being mad at me over them. That should be amusing...

--Liz