The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
By Mitch Berg
Well, yeah – Christmas, too. Of course.
No, I’m actually referring to the seventh annual Minnesota Organization of Bloggers Winter Party!
Coming just in time to cure those mid-winter, post-Christmas blahs!
Free up your calendar for…well, just free it up!
(OK – I’m thinking February).
Details sometime around Christmas. (The Russian Orthodox one, I mean).
December 15th, 2010 at 12:35 pm
Excellent!
December 15th, 2010 at 1:16 pm
I shall deck my p0op sign with boughs of holly.
You will recall, perhaps, that the p0op sign is like a “Stop” sign, except it says “p0op”!
December 15th, 2010 at 1:36 pm
You will recall, perhaps
I d0o.
December 15th, 2010 at 1:39 pm
Are there seriously THREE people of the 13 people in that photo who are TEXTING during a Christmas party?
Oh yeah, tear up the joint you wild party animals.
December 15th, 2010 at 1:52 pm
Say, Nate?
Since you were so clever to have picked out that detail, we can’t help but wonder how you missed the little fact that despite being shot on the outside patio, people are bare armed and wearing Hawaiian lei shirts, to conclude it was a Christmas party.
Also, there are no presents. If it’s Christmas, where are the presents? Yeah, and the Christmas tree, there’s no Christmas tree for the love of God…oh, and baby Jesus, where is He, smart guy?
Texting, indeed!
December 15th, 2010 at 2:15 pm
Yeah Nate. Strom was just checking in with Evil Right Wing Command. Karl Rove gets very irate.
December 15th, 2010 at 2:35 pm
Who’s that woman in the purple camisole? Dang – she’s hot! Whoever’s married to her must be a lucky guy.
December 15th, 2010 at 2:57 pm
Penigma.
December 15th, 2010 at 3:05 pm
They were checking their portfolio’s…we’re Republicans; when we are not squashing the little people into paste, we check our investments.
December 15th, 2010 at 3:08 pm
Now, now, all – Nate’s one of the good guys.
And I thought I’d captioned the photo that it was a shot (an early one) from the summer MOB party at Keegans. I see it wound up as rollover text rather than a caption…
December 15th, 2010 at 3:19 pm
We’re just ruffling Nate’s hair a bit, Mitch.
December 15th, 2010 at 3:58 pm
Well duh. Who goes sleeveless in February? Fashion faux pas!
December 15th, 2010 at 4:05 pm
As is indicated by the presence of an ashtray and a lack of potted plants this “party” clearly takes place in the Fifth Circle, reserved for the eternal punishment of the Wrathful and the Sullen. The highway in the background is a metaphor for the river Styx and the three women seated at the table are the Furies spoken of by the poet:
December 15th, 2010 at 4:33 pm
Terry, are you suggesting the three ladies in the photo are the three Furies? That may prove to be apt, but you should know that the three at the table all have carry permits. Not that you’re likely to leave Hawaii for the MOB Winter Party, but perhaps something worth knowing.
December 15th, 2010 at 4:38 pm
Now that’s hot, NW. :^)
December 15th, 2010 at 4:38 pm
Strapped women…..mmmmmmmmmm.
You ain’t gonna get that kind of tittilation at the 331, baby!
December 15th, 2010 at 5:15 pm
I think there are actually at least double that number of carry permit holders in that photo.
December 15th, 2010 at 5:44 pm
Well I’ll be, ding dab dangit. I knew I was doing it wrong. I thought it was a dood (dude) sign! I gone and done hanged mine upside downlike. Sheeyat!
December 15th, 2010 at 7:42 pm
Forgot to ask, will there be a kid’s table?
December 16th, 2010 at 4:51 am
Nicky Kingswood wrote:
Terry, are you suggesting the three ladies in the photo are the three Furies?
They are metaphors for the Erinnys, as the smoking Gazebo is a metaphor for Dis, the city of the dead, la città infuocata di Dite. Could it be more obvious?
The Erinnys normally guard the exterior of Dis. I figure they went inside to use the ladies room. Women do that together.
December 16th, 2010 at 6:40 am
“You ain’t gonna get that kind of tittilation at the 331, baby!”
Not a fan of hairy armpits, Swiftee?
December 16th, 2010 at 7:03 am
“They were checking their portfolio’s…we’re Republicans; when we are not squashing the little people into paste, we check our investments.”
Yea? Then where’s the E-Trade baby?
December 16th, 2010 at 8:53 am
No babies on the smoking patio.
December 16th, 2010 at 9:03 am
I predict sometime between Feb. 4th and 12th, because I won’t be in town… It would be a shame to break the streak, after all!
December 16th, 2010 at 9:07 am
Forgot to ask, will there be a kid’s table?
Perhaps it would be best if Flash stayed home with a sitter.
Yea? Then where’s the E-Trade baby?
He was inside trying to tap the waitress.
Not a fan of hairy armpits, Swiftee?
Only comfortable seeing ’em in the locker room…matter of fact, a shaved pit in the locker room sets off the Bosacker alarm.
December 16th, 2010 at 9:24 am
Actually, there was a baby on the patio on that soft evening. Here’s a picture of the junior Hammerswing (aka Baby Moose) singing “O Danny Boy”: http://thebabymoose.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-get-mobbed.html
Smokey, I think you’re probably right regarding the temporary whereabouts of the Erinneys, leaving these lasses to capably hold the glen. The banshees, meanwhile, were over at Drinking Liberally.