January 28, 2005
The Red Ensign Cabal
Last night, at an undisclosed location, a sinister group of bloggers gathered to lay plots, drink copious quantities of beer, and be generally a huge pain to the wait staff. I smuggled a camera in, cunningly disguised as a PDA, and took some surreptitious photos to be used in evidence:

Here we have the ringleader and two of his henchmen: Chris Taylor, Alan McLeod, and Ray, the Raging Kraut.
Also in attendance was Damian "Babbling" Brooks, who managed to avoid being in most of the photos:

At some point, my careful concealment of the camera was at risk:

To feed the throngs, entire herds of animals were slaughtered:

And the alcohol started to take effect:

Just before the raid, it became apparent that I was not the only spy in the group:

The topics of discussion ranged far and wide, including digressions from Damian on graphic novels, from the Raging Kraut on his soi-disant bloodless coup, and from Alan on Kingston and how it rocks. Chris Taylor was his usual reserved self, clearly taking mental notes for his own devious purposes.
Posted by Nicholas at January 28, 2005 10:57 AM
Look at the glare off those polished domes!
Speaking of domes, you guys are making me reconsider the whole head-shaving methodology. I thought everybody used razors like me. I had no idea you guys were such lazy bastards and only used the clippers! Now I wanna be lazy too!
Y'know, the "polished domes" theory probably accounts for the slight improvement of the camera's light-gathering capabilities.
What the devil are you eating, Brontosaurus Ribs?
Y'know, we'll have to figure out a place in the Standard to post pix of all the Brigadiers so far ...
Doc, that was the remains of the herd that was sacrificed to appease the appetites of only _one_ Kingston-based blogger. And he finished it, too!
PhantomObserver: I've got an even more amusing photo of the current Brigadier to post tomorrow. . .
Nicholas you evil bastard! You've gone too far and that slow acting poison I gave you that night is acting TOO slowly...
Time to hire some goons to put an end to this...
Brigadier Ray,
You'd better have bribed 'em better than your predecessor did. . .
Dr. Funk, I made a very similar comment when Alan's plate was brought to the table, and the server was looking at me: "Nope - that's for Fred Flintstone at the end of the table."