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"DOWN TO THEIR TOES!"
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   Saturday, April 26, 2003
By now I'm begining to wonder whether Drusilla doesn't live up to the famous geek-insult from E.T.: "Zero charisma!"

Seems to be a Sunday consensus, so I'll go along.

(Acavel is still prowling around outside and so corresponding directly w/ DM.)


   Friday, April 25, 2003
There is some doubt whether I will be able to do it the Monday of Memorial day weekend. I may have to get on an airplane that night.

Now, to respond:

Excuse my lack of manners -- another thing that can get lost in the bottom of a pint or three. No offense was intended.
Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Amalgith, says the 6 foot 2 individual sitting by himself at a table.
Please -- join me and tell me of your great adventures.


   Thursday, April 24, 2003
Ah, little lady -- drink up. Perhaps if you drink enough, you'll become attractive to yourself. But I warn you, and I speak from experience, it usually doesn't work that way. When you drink to forget, all the memories come flooding back in the morning.


   Tuesday, April 22, 2003
What about the Monday afternoon-- Memorial Day, after the March?


   Monday, April 21, 2003
[muttering curses under my breath about all you goddam'bastards...]


I have now made a character and should be joining you shortly. And Schapps is old news. How about vodka?


Before heading to the same inn, Acavel is going to, unobtrustively, check things out around the caravan. I wonder who's *not* going to the inn? Who feels like they have to stay with their wagons? Who's trying to keep to themselves? Who's having private meetings when they think everyone else has gone to the tavern?

If I find interesting things, I'll keep at it and may not get to the inn for a while. Going to scout around the parked equivalents of 9, 1, and 2 (not H).


Gimble I'll tag along with Drusilla.