Drinking Sadlyly Is Refreshing Its Drinky-Drinks

Doodle Bean here.

Surprisingly, not one person is under the table… at least not so far!

In addition, some good may come out of this. Gavin may get his tooth fixed tomorrow, I just found out Pedestrian likes my art (althoug the Virgin Ben probably wouldn’t), and Blue Buddha is really psyched about organizing the First Annual Bollywood Dance Party train.

Watch here for details!

Anne Laurie passed the mic w/out comment.

Chairman Meow saith:
Best misheard phrase of the evening = “Beacon Hill” <--> “Vegan Hell.” As in “opening a restaurant in….”

Because that’s how we LIEberals run thangs. At least we don’t have Bacon-PlayDoh Fricassee on the menu.

Above: Teh fuxxor!


Comments: 65


So here you are. From below:

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said,

April 28, 2008 at 3:17

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said,

April 27, 2008 at 5:13

Gavin’s Fiancée,

I can’t make it, but if you’re Gary Ruppert, we’re going to need pictures.

Camera phone would be fine, kthxbai!


Now that’s a wide stance!


send a round to our table…its only 240 miles away

Homosexuals are aids monkeys

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Homosexuals are aids monkeys = I am more a donkey’s sexual SS ho.


Are you serious?

The edificalicious Anne Laurie is at your event?

Dammit. Never even thought.

Why would you even talk to anyone else?



Anne Laurie has, unfortunately, left the building.
She good people.


Why would you even talk to anyone else?



Y’know, it occurs to me that this may be the reason teh blogs are viewed with dis when compared to “real” journalism, although the function and purpose are identical.

It may be something as simple as the Dateline.

For example, this one starts:

“Doodle Bean here.”

Gnome Sane?



It was very nice to meet everybody .


Why would you even talk to anyone else?

Err, friendly phds excepted for obvious reasons.

In fact, never mind. This is a hole I can only dig INTO, not so much ever OUT of.

Sounds like it was a good party….



Well I found the personalities to be quite equal round the table as each in their own .


HAAM should be banned for breaking the innert00bz.


All right, who left the brown Lake Louise baseball cap behind?

Also, whose pants are these?


That was a mic?!? Fvck, but I am old and technology-challenged. I thought I was being instructed to pass the yubeess thingie to the the person next to me…

Repeated from below: Thank you DoodleBean and Gavin’s Fiancee!

Spent three hours monopolizing Brad, diffBrad, Miguel, Wyatt, and sometimes Frederick. Didn’t get to talk much with the Amazing Women of Sadly, No! who were all at the *other* end of the table (too intimidated). Picante makes an excellent steak burrito, and I want to do this again! Maybe once a month, same station, not necessarily same time?

P.S. Remind me sometime, when I am not so tired, to explain to you young’uns about the fan-concept “Relaxacon”…


Looks like you have a wide stance there.


I’m jealous! Waah!


Gavin M.: “At least we don’t have Bacon-PlayDoh Fricassee on the menu.”

Surely, there’s something you can do with soybeans. It just seems so illiberal to discriminate against the ‘Bacon-Playdoh Fricasee’ crowd.



This was really bugging me. Chairman Meow really reminded me of someone but I couldn’t for the life of me figure out who. Then as soon as I get on the T:

Ana Gasteyer.

Good to meet everyone. Even that dude who wasn’t a Sadly Noer was cool in his own way kind of.

You guys ate Picante and I’m eating Anna’s. Ergo I win.


Hey big boy, is that a table leg in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?


And before I forget, because diffBrad said he “couldn’t recall the name”:

Jeff Danziger is the greatest political cartoonist working in America today: http://www.danzigercartoons.com



Wish I was there.

Not in the least because AL is.

Seriously, though, one of these days…


Hey! Where’s my photo credit!

I freakin’ braved the stench of the PR men’s room to get that shot!!!!


I freakin’ braved the stench of the PR men’s room to get that shot!!!!

Did it smell like dirty mop water?


Did it smell like dirty mop water?

I don’t think that floor has seen mop water for a long while.


Amen to that. Now, I really have to get to bed. I have to work tomorrow!

G’night all! We’ll have another Drinking Sadlyly sometime soon and I’ll make sure we post lots of reminders for Me.

Smiling Mortician

Gnome Sane?

Actually had to think about that. Which only makes me like it more.


Also, whose pants are these?

Can’t have been mine, Marita — I weren’t wearing any when I got there!


You guys have all the fun! [stamping feet]


g, you don’t know the half of it. Just after I got there, Ann Althouse crashed the party with a grand musical entrance.

Smiling Mortician

Where’s the Youtube, pedestrian?


pedestrian said,

April 28, 2008 at 6:23

g, you don’t know the half of it. Just after I got there, Ann Althouse crashed the party with a grand musical entrance.

I have it on good authority that Ann Althouse is actually Gary Ruppert.


I am in Gavin and his fiancee’s home.
It’s time to let Megan and Ann in for the redecorating….


G, I’m just glad nobody mistook me for Ann Althouse…


N when I wrote Ann Laurie passed the mic I didn’t realize I was contributing to a post.
I coulda been a contendah.


You don’t resemble Edgar Winters, AL, so it’s not likely.


The fact is, I am the smarter, more bespectacled alter ego of Pam Oshry.

[rolls up Financial Times and whacks an imaginary fly thirty times with increasing ferocity]


*Anne Laurie
sorry. not entirely sober.


I’m just glad no one mistook ME for Althouse.

I don’t turn my nose up at box wine, either.


Can we do the L.A. version of Sadly Drinks?

Homosexuals are aids monkeys

I can’t stop staring at other men when I shower at my gym.


That .info site masquerading as a health/medical website is a splog… That’s a new one on me; never seen one that bothered tracking back to individual comments before.


You effete coastal Liberals have all the fun.

dim-witted badger

fucking pelicans have all the fun.

Rugged in Montana

Did pelicans attack anyone on the way home? Do a head count, I’ve got a feeling someone’s missing (gosh darn it, I warned you commies about this…).


Any inside the Beltway types around? Mayhaps we could have one at Marx Cafe during the next one in Boston, a simul-toast, if you will.


Sorry thelogos, but we’ll be too busy having cocktails with Sally Quinn and sniffing each other’s farts to hang out with a bunch of smelly hippies.



Don’t you think that if all the Sadlynauts in the country got together at the same time that it would realign the stars or reorient the planet or something?

Naw, me neither!


One, two! One, two!

We not only fought, but we won, too!

One, two! One, two!
Left, right! Left, right!

There’s none of the enemy left, right?

Right! Left…right…right? Left?


Hail, Miles Gloriosus.
Welcome to Rome.
Your bride awaits you.[MILES]

My bride…
My bride!
My bride!
I’ve come to claim my bride,
Come tenderly to crush her against my side.
Let haste be made!
I cannot be delayed:
There are lands to conquer, cities to loot and peoples to degrade.
I am my ideal!
I, Miles Gloriosus,
I, slaughterer of thousands,
I, oppressor of the meek,
Subduer of the weak,
Degrader of the Greek,
Destroyer of the Turk,
Must hurry back to work.
I, in war the most admired,
In wit the most inspired,
In love the most desired,
In dress the best displayed–
I am a parade!

Oh where have you gone Steephie Sondheim !


lunleylegume- I hope you don’t take offense if I mention we’re all wondering who you are.


I came by yesterday , sober and left not quite so sober .
My faithful horse The MBTA Ride , of course



One may only hope that the stars may align….

Cthulhu ’08: “Aren’t you tired of getting screwed by the Lesser Evil?”


Sorry to miss the party. But some of us had to plot the overthrow of civilization. That took an hour. And then parking was difficult. Followed by very long, very esoteric (but good) movies at the HFA.

But I’ll be there next time!

BTW: Which one of you got onto my train at midnight with all the plastic bags?


BTW: Which one of you got onto my train at midnight with all the plastic bags?

Did you notice if the bags were filled with dicks? If so I know who it was.

So was there anyone lurking around the joint with a gas can and a pack of matches, grumping about one too many party updates? I was worried for youse and if I could have made it I would have sat near the fire extinguisher. But hopefully you’ll make it a regular thing and maybe next time on a night when I can get loaded. I hope the post drinking orgy met expectations too.


Lawnguylander – looks like the last orgy was awhile ago:
But, they never tell me anything.

Fortunately, the General provides me with all the orgy info I need.

And no, I didn’t see any dicks. But then again, I wasn’t looking. What’s your stance?


Yeah right… I wish Beacon Hill had ONE vegan restaurant…


If the bag was full of dicks, it was Ace.

Yes, he was invited but no, he didn’t come. We did discuss the shape of his head, though.

No, not that head. His cranium!


Frederick! Don’t you know how confusing it is when you don’t tell people your screen name as well as your real name?

Hmmm… yeah, you probably do. 🙂


True, Gavin’s Fiancee’.



g said,

April 28, 2008 at 7:07

Can we do the L.A. version of Sadly Drinks?

I can’t remember if this ever got past the WordPress, but I’m an Angeleno and would gladly drink! Kick it G.


I had a semi-emergency that brought me out to the Berkshires – sorry I missed you all.


OK, that’s “g,” me, Jay B., my former neighbor Hoosier X, & a few other people I’ve not noticed in my recently infrequent visits, whose handles I’ve forgotten, but who admit to living in “The Southland.” If every one interested in attending would let us know the latitude & longitude of their starting point, we could figure where the exact center is & meet there, or at the closest watering-hole. (It’s a biiiig region.) Or, we could have the party in, say, Burt Prelutsky’s pants. Or mouth.

Either way, I’d be happy to meet some of you somewhere for some reason. If we start planning now we should have it together by the vernal equinox or so.


P. S.: I bet it’d be worth taking up a collection to fly mikey down (Perhaps even more important to take up a collection to fly mikey back.) for the big event.
I mean, you can have your North/South divisions, but when the Schwarzenegger hits the fan, it’s one California über alles!!


I’d fly mikey down, too!

My watering holes in town are pretty much on the West side, but here’s a place I’ve always been curious about:

The Prince in Koreatown

sounds wild.


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