ASSC: Chez Paree SF Highlights San Francisco, Ca. Sunday, 05/24/98 (910pm - 230am) Swing Shift Dancers: SIMONE GIA ANGEL KALI KITTEN CINNIMON Night Shift Dancers: CRYSTAL LEXY MIMI GINGER TEMPTATION CHRISTINA JUSTICE DEVON KATRINA NADIA Post-ASSCon3: The Spread... After The "Spread" In and around the house: Fingers, Ace, Cunning625, infamous, IRL, Bob Smyth, Abnormal, Borly, Dyn0, Sick66 (at Cafe Mason). 910pm arrival. Doorguy Jess, Kenny, "Lamp" Linda. Office is active. Cunning625 in the house! Big hug. Ace to his left. Infamous (nice to meet you!) sitting at the PC IRCing. Fingers in the auxiliary office. Suddenly energized by the moment, I frantically perform the Dog Dish Dump "spread" in two rounds. The first, dumping the dish, bowls, toys, snack tray, etc., and the second (after making a trip to my car to get the grocery bags) dumping the food and candy. Yep, lotsa food tonight. I spend much time in the office meeting infamous, chatting with C625, Ace and TEMPTATION. HMS (High Mileage Seat): Mommy birdie PrincAss DEVON. Tweet-tweet- twat! 1130pm-ish. For about an hour I take a nap in the "napdance" room (courtesy of Linda, when she noticed me starting to doze off while I sat on the office sofa - it had been a LONG weekend). Boy did that nap feel good. Bwutt al-ass, I missed PrincAss's next set :^(. Reemerged from my snooze to find out that Abnormal had dropped by at around midnight but had already left. Borly and Dyn0 are now in the office, but only for a brief stop-by. Get an MSC ASSCon3 report from Borly and Dyn0 before they both depart at 1230am. 1:15am. DEVON comes by the office, sits between Fingers and me and we chat briefly, after which she suggests "Wanna get burgers?" SURE! We three then depart for Cafe Mason and take a window seat just behind the "cozy booth" table. DEVON and I each order cheeseburgers (on DEVON's enthusiastic recommendation, "they're perfectly PINK in the middle!"), she has Jack cheese and I cheddar. We each have a Coke. In addition, DEVON orders milk. Fingers tries to order a vanilla shake but they're out, so he winds up getting a coffee mocha. We eat (and yeah, these burgers ARE indeed yummy ;-)) and midway through dinner, we spot Sick66 being seated at a table across the room from us. We yell and he comes over to say hi and asks us how ASSCon3 was. Dunno, none of us went. Afterwards he returns to his table, but after a brief "cross-diner" verbal exchange, he accepts our offer to join us at our table. He orders scrambled eggs and sausage. Sausage, at Cafe Mason... such sweet, uh, memories, heh heh... We finish eating at 210am and bid adieu to Sick66. As we walk back towards CP, we notice that the "Leg" lights are out... uh oh, they closed. So we push open the door and find Bob Smyth all alone in the office putting the final touches on cleaning up the Snack Bar. Thanks again Bob! Baby Birdie Taxi at her Royal HeinAss's serv-ass ;-). Flap flap. -Bubba