Attendance: 14
Start Time: 10:02:25aliens
Committees
Recruitment and Relations: Elly’s here. Abby’s not here. The log book is here.
Movie: Went to go see Coraline. Good movie. Bad movie is Barn of the Blood Llama.
Office: Still there! Getting to the point where Jon’s willing to think about removing the ugly green paint. Painting a battle map on the table?
Trivia: Jack has proxy trivia? Kirk’s explanation for Spock’s behavior when they went back to save the whales? He was on LDS. Xeen still has trivia.
Discussion Group: Briefly happened? Needs a new topic… If you were part of a fantasy, made-up world, what would you be?
Fundraising: Most interesting so far: Medical Apartheid.
No Report: Alex did stuff?
Officers’ Reports
Constable: Turns 24 on Sunday. D&D campaign off to a good start.
Com Officer: Met Creeper #3 and is now getting a weapon.
Chief of Operations: Blue is a nemesis, not to be trifled with. Attack on Dan’s house with blue.
Grand Nagus: Donated lots of pennies. Jon is right about what he would be in a fantasy world. Run next campaign in a Gargoyles setting? His consumate liar went unconscious last week in Fofo’s campaign. On his first day of solo teaching, he’s going to play Another Brick in the Wall before he says anything. Good kids are mentally unstable. Enjoying his history class.
First Officer: Life revolves around the fact that she has three tests next week. Trying to survive as an undergrad.
Captain: Playing Valkyria Chronicles lots. And Pox Nora. Got his nails painted blue. Got to see Baby Seal.
Old Business: Jon is an officer. Robot…zombie-fest is on the way.
New Business: Valentines’ Day Horror Fest? Next weekend instead?
Other Organizations
Anime: Meeting on Friday; Soul Eater and Pumpkin Scissors still.
Theater: This weekend is premiere of Patrick Day Needs a Change at the Met.
MCS: Playing games!
End Time: 10:40:and55aliens later
Quotes
Adam: There’s an alien a second.
Forrest: Yay, I love obituaries!
A-Mike: Is that a harddrive in your pocket or…
Jack: Here, Alex. I’ll help you. Touchpad! (crotch grab!)
Forrest: No, Sir. That is still a joystick.
Jack: If it’s gonna go, it may as well go with giant robots.
Erik: And Anakin is making me miss Hayden Christensen… and that’s saying something.
Alex: I believe that the log book should come to the next meeting and then it should sign itself.
Jon: I’ve figured out the problem with contemporary characters… they’re too realistic. That means I don’t give a rat’s ass about them.
Jack: A black table with black lines!
Forrest: The emo table!
A-Mike: It’ll have red lines.
Ashley: It can only go in one direction. It can only go across.
Jon: I know what Jack would be! Jack doesn’t know what Jack would be, but I know. A cybernetic gargoyle.
Jack: I’d be Cold Stone. I have a jet pack and three souls!
Jack: I was trying to make you hit them. It wasn’t working.
Adam: You couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn.
A-Mike: But I could sense the shit out of it. If I rolled a history check on that wall, I could tell you all about the civilization that built it!
Jon: Apparently Kelty makes people go into a coma.
Adam: Now you ask me to talk.
Sarah: I’m timing things really well tonight.
A-Mike: Psi-Phi the battle thong.
Jon: It’ll be 24 years and 9 months since my parents fucked, yay~. Many a birthday has been ruined by my pointing that out.
Adam: It looks like you’re playing in a storybook… and blowing up tanks.
Sarah: I’m pretty sure that I won’t get the job I want staying around here… and I would shoot myself.
A-Mike: That’s what we need: Psi-Phi ascots.
Adam: Psi-Phi the do-rag.
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