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Okay, you know how I've never been to a NYC meetup? That's because I've been intimidated and silly. Now that I've seen photos of you all, I'm less intimidated. I imagined you were all 25-year-old hipsters whose Williamsburg-esque robotic coolness would send me into the depths of despair.
Now that I've seen these photos, I have realized that you are, in fact, actual human beings, although TPS's green shoes are intimidatingly fashionable, and I can only assume from her very human online behavior that she is not a robot.
See, you all look like nice, fun people who won't turn me away based solely upon my Elephant Girl looks. I have to say something stupid first, and then you'll turn me away.
On the one hand, I'm a bit distressed that you have fallen from your pedestal -- now who will I worship? On the other hand, I think I can safely commit to attending a meetup the next time there is one.
Be prepared to see my horribly disfigured face at your next rally, good people of MeCha.
If we turned away people for saying stupid things, we would all have been turned away ages ago! And there would be no meetups, we'd all have to go to Katz's by ourselves! So yes, everyone is very nice and you should definitely come to a meetup very soon.
(And giiiiirl, I bought those green shoes at Payless for $15. And they hurt like hell! So sad. I might buy a pair in the next size up, just because I'm hopelessly optimistic like that....)
That's the first thing I thought too - essexjan's hair looks amazing!
Damn it looks like you people had an amazing time. One day I must haul myself to a NYC meetup again.
::watches everyone run away::
Katz's closes early (9:30) on Mondays and Tuesdays, so we walked up to Odessa instead. Neither as good nor as famous, yet still an EVil institution, Odessa served up a coma-inducing volume of pierogies and other dense Ukrainian delights and accommodated our rather large party with good cheer.
Looks like a wonderful time!! I would have liked to be there, and am mad at myself for not going. Except train and travel time would have been two hours each way, and riding the train alone at night gives me the willies. Sigh. I'm not very brave.
Now that I've seen photos of you all, I'm less intimidated. I imagined you were all 25-year-old hipsters whose Williamsburg-esque robotic coolness would send me into the depths of despair.
We have our own special brand of coolness.
I myself specialize in the "late thirties, living in Queens, thinning hair, 10 extra pounds that won't go away" kind of coolness.