Where: The Usual Spot
When: 12:00 sharp
Present: La Chaise, Shagatha, Third Elf, Fox
Semi-present: Empty Shell
Omnipresent: Autonomous Eye
Absent with a Good Excuse: Pandamonia, who is still dead
Guest: Grammar Gestapo

Round BoothRound BoothI got there first and was seated at a wooden table. Across the room I spotted the most stunning, richly-textured, round red and gold booth I’d ever seen in my life.   His lines were exquisite. I asked the waitress to introduce us and she agreed, but told me to wait until she’d had a chance to freshen him up. As I slid into his waiting arms and sunk back against him, I knew he was the one. It was like we were made for each other.  When the others arrived (Third Elf was late again, by the way) they all agreed that this Red & Gold Round Booth is fabulous and much more my type than the one on Elgin Street. It’s important that your friends like the guy you’re seeing, wouldn’t you agree?

Okay, minutes. 

Item #1: The Gift Exchange. 

Nobody brought gifts today. Everybody looked sad.

Item #2: How bad is your hangover?

We compared hangovers. Third Elf had the worst hangover. It was so bad he ordered water even though the rest of us were having New Cranberry Maple Wheat Beer. Poor Elf. He didn’t even perk up when we admired his cute little feet.

Item #3: Pandamonia’s Children’s Education Fund

After much discussion we decided screw the children, we need a new charity. Ideas were kicked around, criteria were considered and discarded. No decisions were reached. Fundraising ideas were suggested: Foxy could shave his head and Elfy could take his empties back.  We could challenge the redacted to a fundraising contest. We mused about what their favourite charity might be.

Item #4: Engagement

How can we engage the redacted to interredact with us? Elfy suggested kidnapping one of their women, but the others thought that would be crossing the line. Elfy went on record as saying if we were to kidnap one of their women, which of course we won’t, he hoped it would be Aggie and she would get Stockholm Syndrome, which of course she won’t.

Breakfast arrived. It was delicious. It was so yummy, some of us ordered seconds. Foxy didn’t eat his fruit or toast, so the rest of us divvied them up. Elfy didn’t eat his bacon; Foxy pounced on it. Great smacking noises all round. More beer was ordered, and water for Elfy who was starting to recover from the award-winning hangover but seemed a little lost in his own little fantasy world.

Item #5: Does Stephane Dion have more facebook friends than Stephen Harper?

Yes, it’s true. Stephane Dion has 10,512 friends, and Stephen Harper has 8,386 friends. Why does this matter? Because Empty Shell got a job (no, really!) in the government and at first they weren’t allowed to access facebook but now they are because the prime minister wants his employees to friend him on facebook so he can have more friends than stephane dion. We’re all happy that Empty Shell can get on Facebook during the day now, but we think it’s weird. We agreed to continue monitoring the situation, but not to friend stephen harper.

Item #6: Bras

We hate bras.

Item #7: Should the Grammar Gestapo be invited to join the BSIs on a permanent basis?

Only if he promises not to correct us, because that could get annoying.

Item #8: The Focus of the Eye

Now that we have undressed the Fourth Dwarf with our Autonomous Eye, it’s time for the Eye to focus on someone else. Turning, turning, seeking, seeking…..aha! Redacted redacted redacted, this is gonna be good, redacted. [Much gleeful rubbing together of hands and cackling laughter.]

Item #9: Wither the Blog?

(In camera session) (That’s fancy for ‘redacted’.)

Item #10: Other Business

Shaking on itLet the record show that Chaisey rifled through her cushions looking for change and came up short: she didn’t have enough money for breakfast. Round Red-and-Gold Booth invited her to rifle through his cushions, which she did, but in the end she still had to borrow $2 from Third Elf.

Shaking on itThe meeting was adjourned at 2:30.

Posted by La Chaise 

Everybody arrived at The Usual Spot promptly at 12:00.

The Third Elf brought gifts for all the members!

Shagatha brought a copy of the agenda plus all pre-meeting reading materials.

La Chaise agreed to take minutes.

The Fox felt compelled to interject with a personal statement of limited liability. It was eloquent. Heads nodded and assurances were given.

The first order of business was to choose a blog name. Several options were discussed.

Shagatha moved that the blog be called The Bank Street Irrelevants. Motion passed.

Menus were perused. The Autonomous Eye moved that if anybody ordered breakfast and a beer, it should go in the minutes.

The Third Elf and La Chaise both ordered beer and breakfast. The others ordered beer and lunch.

There was discussion of the blog’s look and feel and whether there should be a cam in the sidebar. But then everyone started admiring the Third Elf’s pointy little ears and curly feet with the bells on the toes and forgot to finish talking about the sidebar cam.

Breakfast and lunch and beer arrived. There was much eating and drinking, and some discussion of what home fries actually are, and whether fried leftover mashed potatoes have any right to be called home fries. There was a brief sidebar conversation about fishnet stockings and studded dog collars.

There was debate about pros and cons of different blogging platforms. WordPress was chosen. There was debate about the pros and cons of various stats programs. All of them were chosen.

Various blog mottos were considered and discarded.  Then Shagatha suggested one that  Fox and Third Elf massaged into something that was enthusiastically embraced by all members: The BSIs: Angst-free since 2003.

There was discussion of contests and prizes and nefarious evil-doing. [redacted]

There was more eating and drinking and discussion of redacted things.

The meeting was adjourned promptly at 2:00.