After the every Drinking Right, a monthly meeting of conservative bloggers and such . . . every second Tuesday at Papa's Social Club . . . my wife asks, "what did you talk about?"
Well, since I've been going (about 6 or 7 months now) we talk about a lot of things . . . except politics. Sports, Idol, 24, kids, geek stuff . . . a lot of geek stuff . . . personal anecdotes, blogging, news, and some politics. Occasionally, some local political type will show up to talk about . . . everything but politics.
And so it was this past Tuesday where topics ranged from sober sex in relationships to clumsy kids to posting wifey pictures to leasing dates to napping while piloting to concerts n the 80's to our eventual communist rule. Oh, there was something about the DPI candidate . . . Fraley . . . schools . . . elections . . . I don't know. I'm supposed to vote early and often. That's all I know.
Point is, we're there to have a good time, relax, have a few drinks, and solve the world's problems. We always have a better idea about how things should be. We're always smarter than everyone else. And, we're always right. That's why it's called "the right".
I could prove this with the Drinking Right Quotes that someone is supposed to post . . .
Ah well. A couple of things . . . Chad brought along his doubtedbynickthatsheevenexisted fiance Holly. Very nice. She fit right in. I even witnessed her punching Chad once. Good girl. Anyway, noobs are always welcome. Especially the curvy, soft, cuddly variety of the opposite of man. Holly more than makes up for having to look at Chad.
Also, Chris and the AsianBadger are both nice peoples. They really don't want anyone knowing this, but I feel it needs to be said. As snarky, smart assy, off putting, rude, obnoxious, and gruff as they both can be, they're softies down deep. Real deep. Like, bring your own shovel deep.
I jest. Trust me, they're nice. I think anyone in attendance would agree.
So, if you've never attended our little monthly meeting of the minds, you should make it a point to come. We don't even have a secret handshake.
Though, there is a hazing that involves butter and salt.