Well, I'm back to my old slippy schedule when it comes to SANE meeting announcements. Rumor has it we have a meeting 1/10, and Mapela has once again agreed to host us. The last thing I remember about 2011 was waking up in that bathtub with a big slice in my calendar and my entire month of December was gone! No, wait, that was 2010.
[Thanks to Nick Odo and sheepish.org for all these horribly bloody pictures that I stole.]
All I remember about 2011 plans for SANE 2012 was something very black&white, almost Rohrshach-like, but I couldn't quite put my eyeball on it. Hmm, maybe something about making our own inkblots, then passing them around, ostensibly to gain amusement from peoples' interpretations, but really using this information to trap me, to find out whether I'm really responsible for all those elevator shaft injuries from 1974... I wasn't anywhere near 3 or 4 of them, and the other 16 I just "happened' to be there, the elevators just "happened" to have Craftsmen screwdrivers jammed the mechanisms, and my whole set of 24 Craftsmen "Otis-buster" screwdivers had mysteriously disappeared, it was all rather circumstantial. So no, that one doesn't look like a poor bent body with the head tilted just so, and that one doesn't look like a big police car with its twinkly lights and horrible sirens and arghh gack make it stop, stop the thrumming in my ears, let me go to the quiet of the elevator headroom, where I can tinker in peace.
Okay, then, see you all at the elevator at Pam's house, Tuesday, 11-ish. If somebody has an idea of what we're doing, or how we're doing it, send it 'round or to me and I'll send it 'round.
