Subject: Re: Las Vegas DFS Superlatives From: "Drew Gillmore" Newsgroups: rec.arts.sf.written.robert-jordan Organization: Drew's Reality Bill Garrett wrote: : : Instead of a writing a list of funny quotes taken out of context, I : have for this social come up with a list of superlatives. I assure : you this has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I forget : pretty much all of the funny quotes. : : Please feel free to add to this list. As you wish. : Las Vegas DFS Superlatives : ========================== : : Biggest Wussy for not coming: Darkelf : Runner-up: Mike Kozlowski We all have our reasons for why we do the things we do. Hopefully, some will be persuaded by those that were in attendance this year to set aside smaller reasons. There are lots of people that I'm disappointed didn't make it. I thought when the list first started forming that I would have had better than a fifty percent showing. However, those that *did* show made it all worthwhile, and I really don't think I could have handled a group that was much larger in size without the knowledge I now have. Last Man Standing Award: Dave Hemming. Left at 5AM Tuesday morning. Most brief visit: Nathan Lundblad, arrived Thursday left Early Saturday. 2nd place: Cassandra, arrived Friday night, left Sunday morning. Iron Man Awards: Noell and Eric Milota, who threatened to leave on Saturday but instead were there to drop my dead-tired ass off at the airport in the wee hours of Tuesday morning. I think the rest of me is still in Vegas. 1.5 place: Ken Cavness, who rearranged his bus departure to hang out with the dregs of the group until midnight Tuesday. Which reminds me: Strangest Reason For Taking the Bus: Ken "I wanted to see the mountains" Cavness. : Biggest Overall Gambling Win: Hawk, $800 Biggest Near Miss: Drew, $5000.00 on a quarter slot. Two sevens and a wild card that fell just short. : Best dressed: Nathan Lundblad and Hawk at dinner on Friday night. Thpppppt! : Most success at rendering Novak speechless: Jim Hill. You could : say he stumped Novak. *wince* Worst After Social Pun: Bill Garrett. : Most mellow: Me, at dinner on Saturday night, with two stiff : drinks in my stomach and $2000 (half of it won that afternoon) : in my front pocket. Most stressed: Me, at dinner on Saturday night with several stiff drinks in me and $1000 in my front pocket, all of it collected from the people that showed up in time, and worried about the other eight that weren't there yet. : Biggest height-to-weight ratio: CD Skogsberg Trina's in there somehwere, I'm sure. : Most feared to have been eaten by Trollocs: Cassandra 2nd place: Kate Nepveu. : Craziest Gambler: Sydo "I'd like to split these 10s again" Zandstra Hey, I did that once. But only because the dealer was showing 3 and the last two cards had been face cards. But then again, I only did it once. And both hands turned out to be losses, but simply because the dealer proceeded to pull a 21 out of her ass. And me not splitting wouldn't have made a difference, ironically, as the next *three cards* were face cards, and the dealer was hiding an eight. Anyway, here's some more superlatives: Most Likely to be a Candidate for Gambler's Anon: Bill "Who wants to go to the Strip?" Garrett. Mr. and Mrs. Not Appearing In This Social: John and Annette Dilick, who I saw on Thursday and Friday, and then not again. Rumors had them in their natural habitat, the Casinos. Most Likely to Need A Clue on Subtelty: Pick your favorite. Most Likely to Cause Drew Ulcers: Noell Milota and Mark Loy, who after the decable on Saturday night quipped "So, why don't we all find a place to have dinner together?" *I have to admit that the logistics were easier on Sunday night. It probably had a lot to do with the fact that my name was in no way associated with it. Longest wait for Dinner: Most of the group, 2.5 hours Saturday Night. Luckiest Bastard: CD, who by chance missed out on the Children's Eternit^H^H^H^H Hour at the Excalibur. Fondest of McCarren Airport: Noell and Eric Milota, who made no fewer than five trips shuttling people back and forth. Most Likely to be a Closet Heterosexual: Ken "Your cleavage is making even _me_ stare" Cavness. Most Likely to Wind Up Dead in a Bath Tub Filled With Jack Daniels: Trent Goulding. It's the quiet ones you have to watch. Most Likely to be Mistaken for a Casino Zombie: Tshen. The tye-dye socks and glazed look were just priceless. : And, finally, : Most heroic for doing the Most work to put this thing : together: Drew Gillmore Ah, well. What can I say? I work better under pressure. It was well worth it. I also had a wonderful supporting cast. -- Drew Gillmore http://www.spacebrain.com/sketch/ Key Features: Drew's Reality, Mini-FAQ, how I became a Punk-Ass-Bitch.