Brunch report: March 3, 1996
by G'doo-rag'CPerpetrators (from L->R):
- Ed-209
- Sean S.
- Erin ("nirE" spelled backwards)
- James
- Tara ("a raT" spelled backwards)
- Dominique
- Bill 2
- Bill 1 ("1 lliB" spelled backwards)
- G'doo-rag'C
Most of the conversation consisted of multiple semi-conversations. It was verified that NY Ketchup is much better than SF Ketchup but not as good as LA Ketchup. Sean S. agreed to sneak all of us into So What! by letting us hide under his skirt; we're contemplating following through with this plan as soon as Sean washes his skirt. Although the brunch is entitled the "Industrial Brunch," it had more of a Gpthic feel. Perhaps it was the gray weather, or the brunch room that had many mirrors and few reflections (except for Lucretia, my refl...never mind). The food was very tasty; even Ed liked his "Pancake Sandwich." Ed and Greg showed up on time, which meant that they were the only ones at the brunch table for nearly an hour. Their conversation was highly sophisticated and deep; here's a sampling:
E: Whoa!
G: Yeah!
E: Whoa!
G: Yeah!
E: Whoa!
G: Yeah!
It was basically a continuation of their "So What!" conversation from the night before. It's really not too difficult to figure out why nobody else will talk to them.
Overall, the brunch was a success, i.e., nobody suffered any major neurological damage.
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