OK, my turn to wax poetic on the meetup:
Transpogue: What a great gal! She took the initiative to get the ball rolling, and made sure we all had each others' contact info before the meet started. From making dinner & brunch reservations to the itinerary, she made sure the wheels were well, um, lubed.

Super-nice in person, too--although I must've been in the kitchen when she gave the dykedom 101 talk.
Kevbo: I have to admit I had a little nervousness about meeting this wild & crazy young guy from the Internet.

What a funny guy he is in person! He's probably the only person who could get me to do karaoke. My only regret is that our schedules clashed to the point that he couldn't make the day I did, and I couldn't make the evening he did.
Swerve: Wow, what can I say? Can you imagine a nicer guy? I can't. He's from Georgia, but has a heart the size of Texas. I will never again serve him soup with mushy bread in it, however.
Omminc: Here's a guy who got real interesting--once he let his hair down, literally and figuratively. Too bad I missed the night in his apartment.
NineOfClubs: What a card! (har har). Funny, political, kind, interesting--and we get to meet him again in a week, on his own territory. BONUS!! So easy to talk to and get to know. And he doesn't mind "interesting" photos of him being taken. I'm running out of adjectives...!
LilBit: "Give a lilbit, give a lilbit of your love to me..."--LRB. When you're with Lilbit, a meetup becomes a
party! He kept us all in stitches (figuratively, anyway, although they could've been literal if anyone happened to be standing on the other side of the table as we closed the bar last night!). We missed Ophelia, but she was there in spirit. And he knows a damn lot about languages, and answered our rapidfire questions at Nepalese dinner last night. My life is richer for meeting him.
Thad1527: Imagine Google come to life, with a great personality.

He knows everything about everything. He was teaching me stuff about Minneapolis and the Twin Cities that I didn't even know--quoting it verbatim out of the guidebooks, which he had memorized. If you ever need someone to take a standardized test for you, he's the man you need to pay.

So generous with his time, information, and goodies--he brought lots of Transylvania goodies with him, which I distributed on the last night (I was a little overwhelmed the night of the dinner).
FrankFrank: This is the third time I met FrankFrank, and it just gets better each time! The King of Puns, he is my hero (I love puns!). I pretend to groan at his puns, but deep down inside I'm delighted, as a closet punster myself. So generous with his smoked salmon (which, again, in my dinner haze, I forgot to put out). (Did I just say "I forgot to put out"?!). A kind and gentle soul, FrankFrank will also teach you everything you never knew about music.
And, last but not least, there's...
ChickenGuy: I was a
lilbit nervous about this wild
card (I told you I was a closet punster.) Here's a guy who only recently came out, and he was traveling from a foreign country, to boot. We
had to show him a good time because of the great expense and time he went through to get here. On top of that, were we going to freak him out by being relaxed, out gay men? Would newly out guys never want to go to a JUB meet again? Well, needless to say, it was so special meeting him. Judging by his post above, I think he had a spectacularly good time. I know for a fact that I did! He, too, needed a little prodding to come out of his shell, but by the last night he was showing us photos and giving us a history of his hometown, we were comparing Irish Gaelic with Scots Gaelic, and he was teaching me/us which performer was doing each song we heard at the bar (I'm such an old fart when it comes to recent pop music). He's a clever, funny, warm-hearted guy, who I will definitely visit the next time I go to Ireland--he's not that far away. I threatened to show up in platform shoes, a rainbow t-shirt, and a pink feather boa, but I thought better of it.

I hope to be an inspiration to him, in that it doesn't matter if you're 18 or 30 or 40 or 80 when you come out--the fact that you've finally done it is all that matters, and it makes no sense to worry about "what could have been" if you came out earlier. That's over with, and today and tomorrow are the days you get to enjoy as an out gay man.
Live it up!
Everyone: We closed the bar last night and had a rainbow-gay hugfest in the street! We all had really bonded over this time we had together, and I was so happy that I could contribute to the wonderful weekend. It's rare to get to know people so well so quickly, and get the warm fuzzies to boot. It wasn't an ordinary hug; it was extra-fabulous!!!
My husbear just went off to work, and he sends his best wishes to everyone, too.
We started out with unseasonably cold and crummy weather, but ended on a bright & sunny day that was reflected in our hearts as we parted ways.
Much like the JUB meet in Vegas, this is one weekend I will
never forget! Hugs and kisses to all!
