Google Party Pictures
They're up - and they're pretty much guaranteed to offend. Pictures from tonight's Google / Blogger party. If you just met me tonight, please understand that my sense of humor is warped. Just ask any lurker around here. But don't expect much of a response (after all, lurkers never post comments). Anyway, please “sign in” if you see yourself in one of these photos or you were at the party. It was great to take your picture; we'll have to do it again some time. I have higher resolution images available, as well as a few others that didn't make the slideshow. Enjoy!
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21 Comments
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 12:00am
Great pictures!
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 12:18am
Cool pictures… One quick question though. Why wasn't I invited? I use blogger (www.jumbobrian.com) so I should have been invited. Sigh. I need to go to a geek convention. Gnomedex, here I come (hopefully.)
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 12:29am
Great pictures! Funny captions! You obviously had a great time.
Though your face looks kinda pale on your webcam. How much did you drink, man? =)
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 12:54am
My *God*! I've only been home for two hours and you've already got nearly a hundred pics online. I can't compete. :p
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 2:15am
It's too bad that kind of party doesn't take place in Moline, IL. Well, it might take place when hell freezes over. My wife and I are looking forward to the “Fellowship of the Geeks”.
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 4:43am
That looked like a goat kickin' good time. Things like that party aren't allowed in West Virginia. Instead, we are annually forced to dance around a large bonfire and make odd noises while some fat guy plays a banjo. Good grief..can anyone rescue me?
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 4:54am
Chris,you loony head :P
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 5:01am
Cool pix. Thanks for playing paparazzi. And the moo juice with kaluha wasn't that bad (nor good). Good to see you again. Till next.
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 6:12am
I really have to move to SF.
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 6:14am
loved the captions! :P
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 7:05am
Wow. It looks fun! I wish I could have went. :)
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 7:13am
Fun party, bumped into a number of folks hadnt seen in a while. Glad I got a chance to meet you. (I am on the left of picture 83)
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 7:43am
you are such a dork!!! :)
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 7:53am
Thanks for the pics, Chris. I'm sorry we didn't get a chance to chat. I wanted to tell you about my love of Moxy Früvous. Ah well, another time perhaps?
Selena also says thanks for the pics. She's to the left of the Blogger B on page 2. I'm to the left of her. Glad you liked my shirt. ;)
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 7:59am
Enjoy the fame chris, you deserved it.
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 8:06am
Scary note: I know most of these people either from blogs or professional affiliation and I'm on the freakin' East Coast!
Maybe we can get y'all ta come out here for a blog roundup.
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 8:07am
You owe Mike Meyers royalty payments for using his meme. His name is Scott Mace - and he's one of the best writers around! Not Mini-me.
:-)
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 10:23am
I THOUGHT I recognized Scott Mace talking with Marc in those photos. Good gallery, Chris.
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 2:55pm
Awesome, and nicely captured. Had no idea I always look like I've just been struck with a ball-peen hammer. :)
Anonymous
March 13th, 2003
at 4:36pm
So cool to meet you, Gretchen, all. :) (If you ever want to see your Jamocha Frenzy again, better start assembling a cache of small, unmarked Tech TV schwag…)
Anonymous
March 14th, 2003
at 12:16pm
I would just like to say that I was indeed NOT there.