Monster of the Day #1277

Updated on January 20, 2016 By Ken Begg 23 Comments

Sorry, everyone. I’ve been spending my time waiting until the very last second to get my house minimally ready for my B-Fest guests tomorrow. I suck.

Anyway, this seems like a good change to give Mitch O’Connell’s even more awesome than usual poster for this year an official spot as MotD.

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  • Gamera977

    Have fun guys and gals and stay safe. We’re supposed to get some nasty weather down here, hope you guys have something better up there.

  • I do find it ironic that I am supposed to spend Richmond’s “historic snowstorm” safely warm and dry in Chicago of all places. Driving home from the airport Sunday may be…interesting.

  • Flangepart

    Wait…horny Gillman…shouldn’t he be dry, as opposed to sweating? I’m just sayin’…

  • Clearly G-man just stepped out of the lagoon. Thus the “sweat” merely drops of water.

  • Beckoning Chasm

    Ken, your hospitality was–and is–always first rate. I never felt more welcome, more well-fed, more listened-to-when-drunk (ha ha), more like someone who mattered, and I sure wish I could attend again. To those of your who have never been to B-Fest, you’re missing a truly great time.

  • The Rev.

    Couldn’t make it this year (trying to save up for a move…nothing major, just a different part of town), but yeah, B-Fest is a lot of fun.

    I felt the same way when Ken generously put me up (or was that put up with me?) on my two trips for B-Fest. Well, except the drunk listening part, just because that never really happens (big guy + family lines with high resistance to alcohol = takes a lot to even get me buzzed). Although last T-Fest Patty tried damn hard* to get me there.

    * Okay, she didn’t have to try that hard. I rather liked that “Pink Orgasm” or whatever she was calling it that she made throughout the weekend. Plus, it doesn’t take much for her to convince men to do anything, as any man that’s met her can attest.

  • Beckoning Chasm

    Ken had something called “Kraken” which pretty much pulled me under the waves.

  • The Rev.

    Hmm…I am intrigued by this. Last time I was at his place he had a couple of beers from when other people were over. No harder stuff I was aware of.
    According to the ‘net, it’s rum.
    Ken, why was the rum gone?

  • Jamie B.

    Well Galaxy Jane had to make other arrangements to escape the realm of Jabootu.

    Thanks everyone for giving her a good time. B-Fest is one of the highlights of her year, and she spends so much time declaring how wonderful everyone is to her.

  • It was a “Liquid Mattress” and sadly we have been recreating them at home since Patty introduced the concept. She is pretty convincing to us female types too. Let’s face it, she’s got a Charisma of at least 16, good thing she doesn’t use it for evil (often) :).

  • I did make it out alive and will at least have good stories to tell the young ‘uns at future B-Fests about how in my day we had to walk uphill, both ways across half the country, in a blizzard to get to B-Fest.

    Ok, not really, but I did get really annoyed at an Avis rep, which is the same thing.

    Thanks as always to everyone for the amazing horse brutality.

  • Beckoning Chasm

    I think because I drank it all. Possibly. Ken and I had a great discussion of which I could recall naught the next day. I’m sure I was witty, informative and on-topic, however.

  • Eric Hinkle

    I hope it wasn’t TOO interesting.

  • The Rev.

    Ah, thank you. Liquid Mattress it was.

    I wanted to make some soon after T-Fest, but couldn’t find the powder she used, although I did consider other brands (and flavors, too, much as I like raspberry). As I type this, I realize I don’t remember the brand of it, or which soda she used.

    Maybe it’s best I keep it as my T-Fest treat. My blood glucose levels would be through the roof if I had the ability to regularly make them. I also had enough of them that weekend to easily meet my yearly requirements for vodka and sugar.

    Now I want to create Patty stats for when I next am able to do some RPGing…whenever that may be. *sigh*

  • Ken_Begg

    We usually have a bottle at the pizza after-party. We did this year. I don’t know it is was consumed, though.

  • Ken_Begg

    Just glad you got home safe, and hopefully nothing this crazy never happens at a B-Fest again.

  • I got home in one piece, which is about all the uninteresting I can hope for. Particularly given that I ended up having to rent a car and drive home Sunday due to my airport being closed. Roads were actually great though, and while it was a PITA, it was uneventful.

  • It was Crystal Light raspberry lemonade and Fresca, both sugar-free. Can’t help you about the vodka part though.

    Hmm, and here we are doing character creation tonight…

  • Eh, we all know my travel karma is kacked, and always has been.

    At that it wasn’t as bad as the weekend Jamie and I got to Dallas at 1 AM, not speaking to each other, without clothes, in a substitute rental car because Hertz wouldn’t change our reservations from Love Field to DFW because the inexplicably thought this would force me to get a second car from them instead of going to someone less scummy. At least our luggage arrived after T-fest, but before we flew out again.

  • Eric Hinkle

    Glad you got home in one piece. We had 30 inches in southeast Pennsylvania, which is a lot for us. One more inch before Spring and we’ll get our usual yearly snowfall quota.

  • The Rev.

    Crap, now I want to make some. (I figured the vodka’s up to the preference of the maker.) Enabler. You redheads, I tell you what…

  • The Rev.

    Somehow I missed it both times. Boo!

    It occurs to me that I completely forgot to ask you to get me a B-Fest CD, Ken. I don’t suppose you happened to grab a spare, by any chance?

  • I have all the ingredients here right now. And yeah, we gingers are all awful.