This will not be happening again in my room tonight, folks. Unca Al is staying over and instead there will be goats and tarps and we just don't have room for everyone.
When I was taking that picture with John as Ben Franklin, he was apologizing to me for his bad breath. He said, "I've been eating mutton all morning."
It wasn't his breath that smelled. It was his wig. It smelled like he made it from hairs that he had carefully extracted from his ass. Either that, or he has been wearing it on his ass in the off season.
I'm currently uploading the videos of Mailman, Kchiki, and Ravos at the comedy club from Friday night. I didn't really get a chance to take many pictures at all, so I look forward to seeing everyone else's photos so I can steal them remember the good times.
If I look bad in the photo I expect you to delete immediately.
Photos from Saturday. Feel free to tag anyone I may not have. Also, here's a video of us in front of that sexy theater, waiting for the festival to begin.
I'll post more, but it is literally taking me hours to upload the videos. Jeez. Here's where dial-up internet on my commodore 64 fails.
Ravos, you take great pictures. May I steal some of them?
You are so cute. I wanted to pinch your cheeks and bake you some cookies. I apologize if my offer to read you a bedtime story and tuck you into bed crossed the line.
If you are on a picture and want me to take it down, feel free to ask me and I will delete it.
I have many more pictures, especially individual portraits, which I will send to their respective owners upon request.
I can also add then to the albums if they authorize me to.(*)
John had put the pickaxe under this chick's bench, and later came up and grabbed it from her in full costume. It would've made much more sense if I had been paying enough attention to get a picture for when he came to get it.
I also have a lot more photos than the ones I posted, so same deal as Mailman. If you want them, let me know. I don't mind posting stuff on facebook either, so if you want me to post stuff there as well, let me know.
I left my camera at home, so I'm raping and pillaging whatever photos I can get from everyone else's albums. If you have any you think I'd like, you can email them to kchiki AT comcast DOT net.
You are so cute. I wanted to pinch your cheeks and bake you some cookies. I apologize if my offer to read you a bedtime story and tuck you into bed crossed the line.
I just was disappointed there was no offer of helping me take a shower.
If you have them uploaded somewherez, I'd LURV a link!
Also, a bit of back-story. When I was trying to decide if I could/would make it, both SHP and Dianada said they'd buy me a pony if I went to Boston. They both made good on their promise.
My pwnies posing with the panda I already had on my desk!
Also, the stuffed pwnie reeks of stale beer because I spilled a quarter of Filly's beer into my purse in the theater when I forcibly opened it on the edge of the cupholder on my seat. So he's the Alcoholic Pwnie.
I was about to upload a to upload a ton of the photos to facebook, but then it deselected all the ones I had picked with like 5 left. It took me over half an hour just to pick some of the good ones out. BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
I mean, clearly he fit right in. But nobody seemed to know who he was. Or they weren't telling me. Which wouldn't surprise me, I'm not always in the loop.
That's the great Johnny Monsarrat from Events Insider, the greatest listing of weekly events in the New England area. Respect!
I talked with Johnny for five minutes before I realized his monocle was actually a roll of electrical tape, which is a brilliant innovation in the costume monocle. (The glass ones are too difficult to keep lodged in your eye.)
For Frost sakes. I go to upload the photos and got some errors so it uploaded some of the same photos twice. Then, I tag all of them and caption most of them, and delete the duplicates, and then hit publish, another error and it publishes them all without tags or captions. Someone else should go through and tag them for me now. I'm pretty fed up.
Seriously, with lines such as "Mailman has a picture of my cleavage from above" and "Jeeni rubbed her boob against Mailman's butt," those who weren't there are going to think that I'm 10 feet tall.
I started tagging your photos Ravos, but I'm trying to hold myself back because I find myself knowing who is in what picture just by the back of their head or the side of their arm. So sorry if I tag you and you're way in the background or have half of your foot showing. I'm just creepy that way.
Diana, I don't know how the hell you could tell who was who when we were in costume. I couldn't even figure out which one was me. I wouldn't think your x-ray vision would help you with photos.
Thanks Diana for tagging the pics. After I had tried to go through them 3 times, upload them three times, and tag them twice, I was pretty much fed up.
Seriously, with lines such as "Mailman has a picture of my cleavage from above" and "Jeeni rubbed her boob against Mailman's butt," those who weren't there are going to think that I'm 10 feet tall.
Had I rubbed my boob on Mailman, it would have been his shoulder.
I have some on mine, and John, if you need the full photosets from me, let me know how I can give them to you and I'll give 'er. If you have an FTP server or something I can upload all of them for you, but I think it's around 4.5gb of photos.
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