Did anybody get to the CLAM meeting? If so, what hgappened?
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Did anybody get to the CLAM meeting? If so, what hgappened? |
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I went! It was fun. There were snacks. Nothing fancy mind you, just chips, dip, soda, and cookies. It was a nice turnout. 13 hearty Clam folks turned out. Well, actually 12, since one brought her dog, Lola. Nice dog. Some kind of poodle-beagle mix. Think they call 'em poogles. Ol' Crazy Larry was there, but I think really he only showed for the Doritos and Pepsi. I'm pretty sure Dave was there, although I can't be sure as I don't know what the guy looks like. But it was a big fella, bib overalls, slightly unkempt hair, little bit of chaw running down his chin. The scent was a bit overpowering. They all got to passing around some kind of paper that we were supposed to sign, pledging lifetime loyalty to the clam gods, Larry, Moe and Curly. I didn't have the required 5$, so was asked, in no polite terms, to hit the bricks. Met up with Ned later at a local saloon and we started our own club....DAMN....Democrats are Mentally Negligent. Ned voted himself President, which is fine. |
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Yeh, I went. The only people coughing and hacking were those from Iowa City! So darn noisy I couldn't hear what was said or decided. I guess all of us will be given our marching orders soon anyway, so it didn't matter. Someone brought some purloined grain alcohol along. I don't have to tell you the result.
Oh, they do have a new anthem: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2xXmBQSs4M |
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You guys obviously weren't there and have no clue what it is all about. |