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There are some things I don’t need a mental image of at 11:30 on a Saturday morning after four too many Guinesses last night.
Stephen Green and Jeff Goldstein engaged in mutual fellatio is most certainly on that list.
The Protein Wisdom Hangover Cure: A mental image so vile that you discard the contents of your stomach that’s causing the hangover.
Bleh….no really Jeff, thanks….
My wife insists it never happened. Which is good news, because I don’t remember anything after the third shot.
I realize you’re probably hungover and I shouldn’t ask anything of you, but would it be possible for you to finally take down that picture of mooning chick now?
I’m sick of looking at her oh-so-perfect ass.
I can defend Jeff’s honor: there was no mutual intercourse (nor solo, for that matter) involving either him or Stephen. Although I confess that as I was leaving, Stephen was taking his shirt off, so I’m not sure what happened after that, but Jeff was already long gone.
Picture? What picture? Ass? What ass?
The tequila was most distinctly not my fault.
I can only be blamed for the jaeger…
PS- Still fond of the girl with the lovely bottom.
I’m going to take that as a “no.”
Sigh.
Kathy, you can actually blame me for that. In a fit of sophomoric giggly graphic design, I decided to put that little ad together. It seemed to be the perfect polar opposite of the other ad–which, somehow, seems to describe the blogger bash in my mind.
Intelligent, educated, well-read people–and the bad tv theme songs that they sing when they get drunk.
Good lord, what are you people doing up already? I just crawled out of bed. I think I might crawl back.
Ok. I blame you, zombyboy.
That was easy.
Sounds like it was a good party, though.
It’s not that lack of pants that bothers me, it’s the dildo they superglued to your forehead right of the note: “Let’s talk, Dad.”
Now I know why I love you, Jeff.
So, Jeff: Boxers or briefs? It sounds like everyone at the bash found out, so share with the rest of us.
Who wears underpants?
Is that a rhetorical question? Because there’s nothing I love discussing more than my underpants.
I’m glad I went. Stephen Green and Melissa are as great a couple as Stephen proclaims on Vodkapundit. They are both stunning to look at and very engaging to talk to. If I ever decide to learn anything about investing, Stephen will be my first call.
Jeff Goldstein is as handsome as his picture–and much calmer – and nicer- than I expected. I have already added ”Protein Wisdom” to TalkLeft’s “Best of the Other Side” section. I never knew he once was an English professor –but it makes perfect sense. He sounds like he’s having fun being a stay at home dad–and Mrs. Protein is very pretty and good-natured. I’m being really nice because I want him to teach me the trick of putting the “http://” at the top of the comment box.
Gary Farber’s tall tales not withstanding, (and yes, they were mixed with a grain or two of truth, including my mis-impression from a few years ago that he was more of a libertarian than a liberal and my asking him last night not to be anti-criminal in the future), Gary did a great job of chronicling the evening.
I left at 10 PM and don’t know what happened after, but I will say that last year’s bloggerbash at the Wynkoop Brewery was a lot louder and wilder. Maybe because Dave Cullen of Conclusive Evidence was there.
Thanks to Walter for buying me a drink…Mrs. Walter in Denver was just glowing—must be those twins that are due in July.
repeat after me: Jos
Well, I now know why I never started that blog I was thinking about. I don’t drink enough. Had I known that was a prerequisite, I wouldn’t have considered it in the first place.
And when talkleft refers to Jeff G’s handsomeness relative to his picture: are we talking about the bearded man or Bob-Saget-with-a-bow-tie?
-dg
Drinking is recommended but certainly not required. And it’s Robert Saget. Try not to be so familiar with people you don’t know. It’s creepy.
Sorry, Jeffrey. I’ll try not to let it happen again.
-dg
“Bob” is perfectly fine. Just so long as you remember to genuflect. Even if it’s only mentally.
Well at least show some more photos of the golden ‘studliness of the Jeffness’, even, or is that especially, if you are an uber rightest.
Jeff looks like the picture of the bearded guy on his home page.
Sent you an email with a link to the code, TL.
Oh no! Gerard’s in on this? What’s this about the dildo?
I think there’s a definite need for photos here.
I note only have the pictures, I have the videotape. Without going into too much detail they include a mandolin, a canoe, a bull moose, jef and an economy sized jar of vaseline.
That’s a kayak. Idiot.
Thanks, Jeff. Not only did I get the code, but Mrs. Protein Wisdom (Helen) emailed with me for hours afterward -until midnight–helping me figure out how to install it. She has the patience of a saint, you’re a very lucky man!
The only words Jeff G could spare for me that night were: “You? I don’t know.” Maybe I should be offended, but since the Great One acknowledged my esistence, I can only be grateful.
I will lob blame for the tequila at Zombyboy as well. Not sure I needed that, but thanks!
You guys are killing me. I was coming, really I was, but I put my back out moving the office to Boulder.
By the way, though, since there seems to be a notion in the USA that Jaegermeister is something you drink on purpose: guys, Jaeger is stomach medicine You’re getting hammered on German Alka-Seltzer.
Sorry Corey. Between you and me, I was a little drunk.
No worries, Jeff. I noticed you were drunk but didn’t want to mention that and embarrass you.
After re-reading my last post I realize that there was some residual hops, barley and JC in my system. A 2-hour nap later, and I am still foggy. Hopefully there are no typos in this post.
Jeff, a MOOSE looks NOTHING like a KAYAK.