Well, well. Where do I start?
Let me first start off by saying that the show was excellent this year. It was great to meet up with everybody again.
The party at the suite was great, got to meet some new friends and see some old ones. I was a bit skeptical, but having people bring their wive's was truly a welcome addition. We needed to add a little class to the joint. Who ever belongs to the lovely ladies who went dancing with us Saturday night after dinner - you are damn lucky men.
By the way, I gave my leatherman (with a pocket clip) to one of the lovely ladies to put in her car, as they would not let me in the dance hall with it. Could I possibly get that back? I Would be more than happy to send a money order or check to cover shipping expenses. It has some sentimental value. Guess I should have not parted with it?
I had a chance to sit down with JudgeG and buy him the drink I owed him after hashing out some of our differences over PM's. I leave it to you all to draw your own conclusions about the man. Judge, you and me are square. My hat is off to you, thanks for the story Saturday night. You most assuredly, held everyone in the room captive. I would not hesitate to hunt anywhere in the world with you (even if you did set it up ).
Tony, Mac, when I go to buy a double I am kidnapping the two of you and towing you with. Tony, enjoy the safari. You have earned it. The only way it could be better was if you were taking me along as honorary gun bearer.
Dinner was great and I had a chance to do a little drinking with Pierre (also a good guy in my opinion). Good Lord can he drink!
As for the dancing afterward. There are some damn fine looking women in Dallas. I did my best to dance with em all. Only to be seconded, of course, by Pierre (He and I did alot more drinking at the club by the way). That was a sight to see! I could not however dance with all the lovely ladies in our party and for that I feel that I was shorted. I was just plum tuckered out! Next year, next year. I also promise to work on my dancing skills in the interim.
As for our good friend Pierre, he was tucked away safely in a cab at the end of our escapade. He had an address in his pocket and a smile on his face. How he was able to move the following day is beyond me. I sure as hell couldn't.
MJ has posted some good photo's on one of these pages, be sure and take a look. Do you see anybody not having a great time? I sure don't. Why even crotchety old Ray (you all remember him) seemed to be having a good time. I am looking forward to next year. Hope to see you all there.



Brian

Brian, It was good to see you. When you get ready for your double let me know and we will go on a quest.

PS, I know a Somali cab driver looking for you.

Brian,

You gave your leatherman to Daffny, BuddyR's wife.

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I know a Somali cab driver looking for you.

Yes well I will forward you my address and you can send him up this way. Of course when he gets here; he will say it cost him $100.00 to make the trip, and a few minutes later that amount will jump to $150.00! I was not to concerned with him. I was pretty sure SWAT would make it there in time. Tell the SOB - I'll be back next year.



Brian

Almost forgot - Thanks SBT.

BWN300Mag
I saw the Cab Driver today. He just wants to know what city in OK you live in as he probably has kin folk driving a cab there.
He was mumbling something about a Cab Driver Death Squad.

I bet that his last address was Mogodisu.

Hog Killer