SANE To Meet Without Leslie: Much Wailing and Gnashing of Toofs

The votes are in, and everyone voted to meet without Leslie, on the 26th. Wait. Perhaps that is misleading. What I meant to type was that SANEsters worldwide voted overwhelmingly to meet on the one date Leslie was unable to attend. No, that wasn't really any better. I'm going to have to fire my fingers.

Again.

SANE is now oafishally set, bound and deeterminded to meet on Tuesday, 26 January 2010, at Pamela A's abodement. The loverly Leslie will be unable to attend, unless something magical happens (I added the last part, because I believe in happens. Somewhere, the breath of life winkled back into a near-stanced happen, and audiences everywhere pressed rewind to read that back again in search of greater claritude, or worse.).

What shall we do, then? Valentines have been proposed, as have "felting, cut tin, Valentine's cards or gossip about the election (don't forget to vote!)." Until SANE becomes its own votering district, you will have to vote on your own before coming to the meeting *, and whilst we cut tin or carve hearts, peel and poke felt, we shall all listen breathlessly around the corner to confirm that the 4pm exit-polling results weren't wrong, wrong, horribly wrong.

Unless guidance becomes considerably less unenlightened, we're on our own to snip or felt or bleed bloody love by ourselves in independent play without anyone showing us the way. Unless you too believe in happen!

See you all (that is, unless all your are am Leslie) on the 26th at Pa'am's. Thank you, Pa'am. Next time, Leslie!

* Note: see next post - we don't vote on 26th!