May 14th, 2004
|06:47 pm - KC info and such:|
For those meeting me in KC, especially, but #3 is a contest (see question not behind cut at bottom)
Okay. Everyone meeting me at the terminal at the Kansas City Airport (MCI) on Friday, May 21 at 9:20 AM (that's next Friday, for those of us who have lost track), raise your hands (i.e. leave a comment), please.
C'mon, raise them high. . .
*pauses, makes notes*
Okay. Thanks. You may put your hands down.
On that note, I need someone who can take me back to the terminal by 6:25 PM so I can meet my brother and mother as they deplane. Can someone do that?
On a side note now, if no one can pick me up *right* when I land or drop me off *right* when my parents do, no worries. I can bum around the airport for an hour or two. Not like I didn't spend 12 hours there one day 6 months ago. This'll be cheesecake compared to that. That was hell.
Alright. On Sunday, I expect to get back into town around 2-3 PM. I'll probably call before we leave Downs, Kansas (our destination on this trip) to give an ETA.
Who'll be meeting for a late lunch/early dinner around then? And, if my Mother makes alternate plans, can someone get me to the airport by 6 PM at the latest?
Dinner should probably be someplace easy and relatively quick and inexpensive, but sit-down nonetheless. Somewhere between Topeka, Kansas and MCI airport, as that's the planed route.
Who are you guys? See, I haven't told my mother who you guys are. Right now, you're "friends from school" (it's my stand-by excuse for *everything* with the parents). I'll probably just tell her the truth, but the truth is so boring!
Now, whatever I tell her is going to have to stick, but I think creativity is the key. :) It's possible that she might be eating dinner with us, so I gotta tell her something other than "friends from school", as (with a quick survey of birthdates) in LJ user info, no one actually matches my age of 24 (though some come close enough). And it'll be really amusing when I have to refer to a cheat-sheet to remember names :)
Then again, telling them that you're a bunch of Druids and assorted other flavours of Pagan could be a bit interesting, too. . . So if you like that idea, vote for that :)
So my question: Who am I meeting in Kansas City? Be creative! (open to anyone on my friends list)
Current Mood: excited
Current Music: "Something so Feminine About a Mandolin", -JB
Sunday late lunch/early dinner is likely; Friday bringing you back to the aiport is possible.
To be boring -- you could always say you know us through the SCA. Or maybe that we're all enrolled in a "distance learning" class about comparative religion...
You could say that you all take online lap dancing classes together.
Sunday late lunch early dinner is possible. I'll be busy until 3:30-4 pm with the dance show thing, but I could meet people wherever...
It turns out that I can't meet you on Sunday, since I'll be teaching the class on Aromatherapy at Gaia Community. The teacher we had been hoping to book couldn't make it, so call me Captain Fill-In.
I'm free all day Friday, but my car started having exciting engine problems. I need take it into the shop, but since I don't know what the problem is... bleck.
and I are about the same age as you. :) As for the cover story, though...
We're the local chapter of the Amateur Decadence Front (we've been practicing a lot, but still can't seem to get someone willing to pay us for it), and after hearing about our success with the "Bacchanalia Bowling" project, you wanted to see if we had any other tricks you could take home to your local chapter.
I completely whiffed on answering #3. In my case, you could introduce me as Mrs. Robinson, but it might be easier to tell the truth that we're a bunch of druids. Even though my mom accepts the fact that I'm pagan (and everyone tells me she is cool), any reminder of it still makes her very uncomfortable.
Maybe start with the former, then make her feel better and tell her the latter? (yes, I'm also an Evil Woman(TM), a Wench, and a Battle Bytch, among other things...)
Of course, if you consider the fact that I'll still probably be in stage makeup by the time I get to dinner, she might believe the former. That could be amusing...