Emergency Meeting Minutes: 2008-09-07

Venue: The Usual Spot

Present: 4th Dwarf, Conch Shell, Chair, Coyote, Independent Observer, Woodsy
Guests: Harmony, Painted Stick

Breezed in with no excuse: Agatha, Shaggy Waiter

1. Woodsy Reports on the Blogger's Brunch
Woodsy has kind words for all of the bloggers she met. "A bit anti-climactic" someone suggests. [Perhaps it would have been more exciting if we had sent the Dwarf.]

2. How can we support Coyote in his efforts to keep the blog alive?
It is mentioned that since the agenda went out, both the Chair and the IO have posted. [Expressions of surprise from those who can't keep up.]

IO: I think we should go back to the schedule where everyone has a day on which they post.

4D: I'm on board with that.

IO: But only post per day.

4D: But I've got a lot of RNDP postings to go through and this would mean only one per week.

IO: You could do two a week.

4D: But there are 7 ESIs and 7 days in a week.

IO: Oh.... right.

After some discussion, it is agreed that a blogger may post as many items as they like on their day and breaking news may be posted as it is breaking, so that the Chair is not restricted from updating his insightful election coverage.

People begin choosing days as Aggie arrives. We stop to update Aggie on the new plan. Aggie has a momentary seizure but collects herself in time to prevent collapsing to the floor. [Note for a future emergency meeting agenda: How can we better accommodate of Aggie's ODD issues with rigid plans?]

Posts are expected by 9am

Sun: The Chair
Mon: 4th Dwarf
Tue: Aggie
Wed: Independent Observer
Thu: Woodsy
Fri: Coyote
Sat: Conch Shell

[p.s. A shout out to Megan from the ESIs and the IO especially, who says he did see you around the time of the Bluesfest, but didn't realize it until you'd passed each other and you were with someone and he thought it would be awkward at that point.]

Avoiding the elephant in the womb

On a recent visit to one of my ancestral homelands, I met up with an old friend who is with child. She was waiting for me on the sidewalk outside the little bakery and, being one day past her due date, I had no trouble spotting her from quite a distance. I'm sure several people using Google Earth also saw her.

But I'm glad I knew in advance that she was expecting. I still remember chatting with a colleague about her children at a Christmas party, motioning to her belly and asking, "And when's the next one due?"

I might as well have said, "I hear you have AIDS! How's that going?" or "What's it really like being a neo-Nazi?"

Her terse reply: "I'm not sure we will have another child."

Things have become even more complicated now that men are starting to give birth.

Last spring I was mildly chastised by an acquaintance in Vancouver who asked why I hadn't mentioned anything about her pregnancy when I saw her the previous day at a conference. To be honest, I just didn't notice. But even if I had, what's a guy to say? Over a drink, she and two other women agreed that none of them would blurt out, "So, you're having a baby!" if they weren't really sure.

As my Grade 12 chemistry teacher probably still says, "When you assume, you make an ass out of u and me."

Image: http://www.theflorentine.net/, Issue no. 85

Call her first, she may be in curlers...

From the Chair's inbox:

Public events for September 7, 2008

5 September 2008

Ottawa, Ontario

Public event for Prime Minister Stephen Harper for Sunday, September 7th is:

Ottawa

8:05 a.m. – Prime Minister Stephen Harper will leave 24 Sussex en route to Rideau Hall to meet with Governor General Michaëlle Jean to ask her to dissolve the 39th Parliament for an election call October 14th, 2008.

24 Sussex
Ottawa, Ontario

* Open to Media *

Coming soon: The Chair's Guide to the Federal Election

RNDP 14: A Google Poem - People who need a new paradigm

* From now on, I'm dating myself

* From now on, I'm dating gardeners

* you are just a little boy, And from now on, I'm dating men

* from now on I'm dating girls with no front teeth

* From now on I'm dating better looking boys

* from now on I'm dating on a first come first serve basis

* From now on…I'm dating myself. I mean I already talk to myself so I know my conversations will be good

* From now on I'm only dating Hungarians

* from now on I am only dating Korean women!

* From now on, I’m done dating. That’s it. Over.

* From now on I am only dating girls from North Carolina

* from now on I am dating individual pages as I update them

* from now on I am sticking to sex, dating, sex, women, sex, and drinking...ohh and sex.

* from now on i be better of just dating truly bi people

* From now on, when I'm looking through the dating personals, I'm going to be looking for a mature girl

* From now on, I'll be dating Full Filipinos

* from now on, unless I'm seriously dating someone who really wants me to change it, "single" on my MySpace means "not married"

* from now on I only will be dating playboy bunnies or rich good looking women!

* From now on, I'm only dating orphans

* From now on I'm only dating girls with ugly moms

* from now on I'm only dating sitter-downers

* From now on I am only dating nice guys, forget the slick player types

* From now on I'm only dating thoroughbred dime pieces, that may have stripped and/or posed nude, but are still good people

* From now on, I'm only dating married women

* From now on, I'm only dating hands

["From now on I * dating"]

Note to aspiring buskers

To the civilian bagpiper in full skirl, and his pal, the enthusiastic plastic pail drummer, who together led a small impromptu parade of friends down Somerset Street at 11:30 PM on Sunday night:

Interesting idea. Not good. But interesting.