More good than bad, I thought

There were several deficiencies and glitches, but all in all I think the first attempt at a virtual pub party was a success. I had fun anyway. I will learn from this experience so next time it will run smoother (and I want there to be a next time.)

I didn't actually count them, there must have been close to 50 "real comments." (Those not made by myself in answer to somebody else's comment.) So that was pretty cool. Nobody really got wasted enough to make the silly comments I was hoping for, so there won't be much making fun of people today. It was my hope to be able to make some of my friends feel pretty bad today, but no such luck. Some got pretty wasted, but even those were under control. Mostly.

Next time, I want to get more heavily into real games. I thought that would take care of itself, but it didn't really work out. Next time I will do the right thing and have the ladies plan the activities and leave the drinking and dumbassing up to the men. I would want to think of a better way to handle the food issue too. Catherine was fighting a losing battle on that this time. A little more organization, but not so much as to not still be fun.

One of the unexpected fun things, I thought, (for me, at least) was the use of the chat box for live conversations. We often talk one on one with each other, but last night we were able to have several people in group discussions, and that was fun. Much of this "group chat" happened late in the day, and in the early morning hours, and it had the feeling of friends just sitting around the campfire at the end of the day. It was fun "listening" to your friends talk just as much as it was talking yourself.

So, I say let's not give up on making the pub a place where our little group can gather. There were awkward moments and things that didn't come off like I wanted, but my test is: "Did I have fun, overall?"

Yes. Yes, I had fun. I hope you guys did too.

Party Time

This will our party post to comment on. Please check in from time to time and don't let your progressive inebriation keep you from commenting! I will post pictures from time to time so you will be able to see what is going on at the pub. Do it!

Catherine is here at 7:02 GMT. My kind of Party Girl!

A. Checked in at 7:14 and already with a head start! She came with a drink already in her hand! Woot!

Debbie showed at 7:16, but she is refusing to drink! Looking for smooth boys....

Claire is here at 7:50. Wants to eat. (Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?)

Canucklehead is on the premises at 8:20. Takes his pants off. Oh, man! Don't do that until later!

Already waiting for the stippers' first performance. I'm not sure if pictures are allowed, ladies!

Anybody thirsty yet?

The ladies are enoying the strippers and cream show!

A. is still standing. Well, what do you know! White wine. Or is that a martini?

Chica says she only drinks Pepsi. So what is this? Maybe her avatar drinks beer.

Or whatever it is.

Drinking Games:

Party

Still trying to organize party for Saturday night. I haven't worked out the time difference problem. Should we have 2 parties? Or just let the party start at 2 pm in the U.S. so for the British it will be 7 pm? Because if we start at 7 pm, U.S. Eastern Time, it will already be like midnight in the UK. I really hadn't taken that into consideration, I'm afraid. Perhaps the pub can just be open and decorated and people can stop by when they feel like it. That won't be the same though. Is it just not workable? Never say never! We need to have a party people!

Party date changed to August 9th

Everyone seems to be busy this Saturday night. At least several of you. Plus, I wasn't able to line up the dancing smooth boys until next week. And the jello wrestlers aren't ready. Etcetera. Let's reschedule. But I will still tell you my idea:

Instead of sitting around pretending we are in a real pub, I got the idea that we should actually have a real party and drink (those of you who drink) for real. That is to say, every time you make a comment about ordering a drink at the pub, you have to REALLY take a drink at that time. Of course you will have to BYOB, because I can't pass you a drink through your computer. But at least you will be drinking what you prefer to drink. And we will also play our preferred music in the background, and I will try to make comments which make the wrestling and stripping and lap dances seem realistic.

And we will do this for a few hours until we get wasted, and then we will get together the next day and read our comments as they become stupider and stupider as the night progresses.

So that's what I meant by having a party at the pub. Only no VIRTUAL drinking this time - the real thing. I already know how Claire acts when she is sloshed (a pretty clear-headed drunk, actually) but I need to find out about Catherine, and others, so I can blackmail you later. Petra, obviously is high on my list. The non drinkers can egg us on and still participate in the entertainment. I will be especially vulnerable because I seldom drink lately, and that means I will begin to be stupid(er) after only a couple of drinks. But I won't pass out after two drinks like Canucklehead does. (We will have to make Canucklehead ration his drinks and drink beer only by the shot glass, otherwise he will go silent on us very quickly. His brain is very susceptible to outside influences - that's probably why Debbie has him under her spell.)

I will let you know when the wrestlers are ready. They are already trying to chicken out, I think. So abuse and ridicule from me may be required in that department. Catherine, by the way, will be in charge of drinking games. You will have to do what she says.

Below is a picture of Canucklehead at our last party when we first opened the pub. Mind you, this was after only two beers. (I lie - he had actually had about 27 beers or something like that.) But that reminds me: we want you to encourage your spouse/partner/friend to take pictures of you as the night progresses, so we can put them up here at the pub and humiliate you as much as possible. I especially want closeups of your blank staring eyes. I already have such a picture of Claire (but I am not obsessed with Claire, btw) which is shown at the very bottom of this post, just to show her new friends what she is really like when she is not playing with her Willy and acting all proper.

Pain is good for you. It makes you stronger. How does that go again? "That which doesn't kill me makes me stronger." Frederick Nieche. I don't know. Soubriquet or Descartes would know. That's close enough. Later.

Below is that picture of Claire standing on another planet, that I promised you. I Photoshopped out the drool running down her chin, just for the purposes of decorum. Catherine is also in charge of our pub decorum standards, I have also decided.

Note the fixated pupils, like a deer caught in a spotlight by a hunter.