Plastic Forks 2005
 

Alright, bastards...as has been mentioned a few times in other threads, Plastic Forks is coming up soon.

What it is: A celebration of the summer solstice. A day for eating, drinking and general merriment.

Where it is: Chadds Ford, PA (SW suburbs of Philadelphia).

Who will be there: A lot of unique people, including quite a few Cellar Dwellars and Bosquers. Wolf will certainly be there. So will I, in what will be one of my final Philadelphia appearances...you may never see me again, so why the hell wouldn't you want to come?

When it is: Saturday June 25 at 3pm until the last person leaves Sunday afternoon.

What to bring: Food, beer, liquor, a drum and/or cream cheese.

How to get there/questions: PM or ask Wolf.

Sycamore, where is it you are moving to? I know there was mention of jobs lost and gained, but I don't remember you saying you were moving out of the area?

I could post a film strip of last years Plastic Forks. Given how some of it is PG-13 (Parental Guidance:"Mommy, why are those two girls kissing?"), and I don't have anyones permission, I think I'll abstain. I do have the photos available to anyone who knows the exact URL.

This will be my third year at Plastic Forks. It's a lot of fun and good food. Some silliness, but the promised rampant nudity and outrageous behavior never materialized. OK, some outrageous behavior materialized, but nothing that would offend Blue-staters and Libertarians.

Must...try...harder.

Back to St. Louis.

The nakidity is somewhat dependent upon the afterdark warmth ... it's been a mite chilly these past few years. I think we did use the kiddie pool to keep the beers at drinkable temperature year before last ...

I don't recall any kind of pool in the past 2 years.

The year before last was chilly. I thought last year's weather was perfect.

Last year was great...the year before, it was chilly and it tried to rain.

Well the year before was the day after a record rain that was over the road by my house and the Brandywine was halfway over Rte 1 so I think we really lucked out.

Or it was witchcraft. :worried:

That was probably Wolf and her friends playing with their black magic...I told them to lay off it a week before Forks last year.

I would like to make the Forks and meet some of the fellow dwellars. But in my so called delicate situation, I guess not. It's a long way from home to fall off wagon & get fall down stupid drunk. Around 1k miles. Maybe next time, my higher power willing ;) Ya'll have a great time & let's see the photos.

Yeah, me, too, busterb. Meeting new people is a stress situation for me and I'm sure I'd make a complete ass of myself if I went to PF--even though I'd love to go! Sounds like so much fun...*sigh*...whaddya gonna do?

That's the weekend right before I'm moving, so I'm not going to be able to come....AGAIN, dammit. *sigh* I think I'll go cry in a corner....

Ditto, besides, my only interesting one was of a young lady easting a sausage, and I don't need that kind of trouble.

I remember that one well...

I believe wolf has the pic of the woman drinking a beer from between her boobs 2 years ago.

Yes, I do have that photograph.

The Approach
The Drink
The Solo

There typically is weather-witching involved with respect to forks. Bob and I have very different opinions on that.

One year I drove down to forks in a major rainstorm, that STOPPED at the Chester County Line. Not petered out, slowed down, or switched to a drizzle. Ended. Done. Like I had driven through a curtain. Sky was blue, birds were chirping. No rain or sign of rain.

Just a note to all ... for reasons not disclosed, forks will be launching from the top of the house this year (go to the screen porch on the upper level), so we need to find a new space for the bonfire.