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learnedaxSo, a lot to catch up on.
The weekend before last![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
laurion and I headed down to Intercon Mid-Atlantic, to which I'd never been before. Nine hours is too damned far away, but it was a great time. I played in three games, none of which sucked and one of which is high on the list of four-hour larps I've played. Lots of fun staying up ridiculously late, as well, and our mysterious ape friend InterKong put in a couple of appearances. (He may have menaced sjo, a little.) Friday night several of us were sitting around chatting, including me and CB. At one point some combination of things CB heard made him begin musing aloud "The Amish 18...", which I immediately cut in on with "... is the weight that you gain your first year of being Amish". He blinked at me, and began again: "The Amish 18-". "-were a notorious band of 1860s cattle barons". He tries again: "- is a lowball variant of Blackjack" and about this point bleemoo on my other side says "Rham Springa!", but we're too wrapped up for the moment.
CB: "The Amish 18-"
Me: "-is a sandwich made with 18 different ingredients"
bleemoo: "You're talking about Rham Springa!"
CB: "The Amish 18-"
Me: "Are a group of dangerous Cuban druglords intent on taking down the United States. Uh, and are Amish."
M, across the table: "Oh, yeah, that's what it is."
CB: "The Amish 18..."
Me: "...... Yeah, what, go ahead, spit it out"
CB: "... no, I didn't have anything more"
Sobleemoo proffers his sincere explanation of what The Amish 18 is, after a couple rounds of us jumping in with new definitions for "rham springa". And the rest of the con we would bump into each other and toss off another definition.
The Amish 18 is, like, roughly 16.
The Amish 18 is a big rig wagon with 9 axles.
The Amish 18 is the toughest golf course east of the Mississippi.
The Amish 18 is the last in a serious of increasingly deadly martial arts moves.
The Amish 18 is a horse-and-buggy Indy 500, where they only go 18.
It was a great running gag. Maybe you had to be there.
Short but busy week, followed by relaxing Thanksgiving long weekend. The day itself was an orgy of food and liquor courtesy oshogunhb, shadowravyn, and E-who-I'm-sure-has-an-LJ [evan712]. It was good ritual feasting all around. I had originally intended to go to New York after Thursday, but for some odd reason all my friends down there were spending time visiting their families, and I didn't really feel like kicking around the city alone, so I kicked around Boston instead. Amongst other things I went to see Bombshell at the Brattle with ragingamazon and devoken. It was a trainwreck of a film, so we stuck around for the following feature, Platinum Blonde, which was slightly less of a trainwreck but may have come off better because we order pizza delivered to the film, and that improved the experience considerably.
Monday night I saw (the new) Casino Royale withprincess_muffin. I wasn't entirely sure what to expect, but it was a very enjoyable film. No bizarre gadgets, no elaborate lasers-and-helicopters action sequences, just completely brutal and well in-keeping with the books. Craig's not Sean Connery, but he's the first Bond since to be decent competition.
Fighting yesterday, rehearsal today after a string of annoyances (like leaving my housekeys at work, having the car rental company forget to show up at my mechanic's, and having my workstation quarantined much of the afternoon to get some spyware removed). Tired. Sleep real soon.
The weekend before last
laurion and I headed down to Intercon Mid-Atlantic, to which I'd never been before. Nine hours is too damned far away, but it was a great time. I played in three games, none of which sucked and one of which is high on the list of four-hour larps I've played. Lots of fun staying up ridiculously late, as well, and our mysterious ape friend InterKong put in a couple of appearances. (He may have menaced sjo, a little.) Friday night several of us were sitting around chatting, including me and CB. At one point some combination of things CB heard made him begin musing aloud "The Amish 18...", which I immediately cut in on with "... is the weight that you gain your first year of being Amish". He blinked at me, and began again: "The Amish 18-". "-were a notorious band of 1860s cattle barons". He tries again: "- is a lowball variant of Blackjack" and about this point bleemoo on my other side says "Rham Springa!", but we're too wrapped up for the moment.CB: "The Amish 18-"
Me: "-is a sandwich made with 18 different ingredients"
bleemoo: "You're talking about Rham Springa!"CB: "The Amish 18-"
Me: "Are a group of dangerous Cuban druglords intent on taking down the United States. Uh, and are Amish."
M, across the table: "Oh, yeah, that's what it is."
CB: "The Amish 18..."
Me: "...... Yeah, what, go ahead, spit it out"
CB: "... no, I didn't have anything more"
So
bleemoo proffers his sincere explanation of what The Amish 18 is, after a couple rounds of us jumping in with new definitions for "rham springa". And the rest of the con we would bump into each other and toss off another definition.The Amish 18 is, like, roughly 16.
The Amish 18 is a big rig wagon with 9 axles.
The Amish 18 is the toughest golf course east of the Mississippi.
The Amish 18 is the last in a serious of increasingly deadly martial arts moves.
The Amish 18 is a horse-and-buggy Indy 500, where they only go 18.
It was a great running gag. Maybe you had to be there.
Short but busy week, followed by relaxing Thanksgiving long weekend. The day itself was an orgy of food and liquor courtesy o
shogunhb, shadowravyn, and E-who-I'm-sure-has-an-LJ [evan712]. It was good ritual feasting all around. I had originally intended to go to New York after Thursday, but for some odd reason all my friends down there were spending time visiting their families, and I didn't really feel like kicking around the city alone, so I kicked around Boston instead. Amongst other things I went to see Bombshell at the Brattle with ragingamazon and devoken. It was a trainwreck of a film, so we stuck around for the following feature, Platinum Blonde, which was slightly less of a trainwreck but may have come off better because we order pizza delivered to the film, and that improved the experience considerably.Monday night I saw (the new) Casino Royale with
princess_muffin. I wasn't entirely sure what to expect, but it was a very enjoyable film. No bizarre gadgets, no elaborate lasers-and-helicopters action sequences, just completely brutal and well in-keeping with the books. Craig's not Sean Connery, but he's the first Bond since to be decent competition.Fighting yesterday, rehearsal today after a string of annoyances (like leaving my housekeys at work, having the car rental company forget to show up at my mechanic's, and having my workstation quarantined much of the afternoon to get some spyware removed). Tired. Sleep real soon.
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Date: 2006-11-30 07:46 am (UTC)Also . . . how do you know
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Date: 2006-11-30 03:15 pm (UTC)The Amish 18 is:
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