Bad Moo Rising

[lazy copy-paste from Facebook, with added notes]

Thank you all again for an excellent night! We cracked on until almost 04:00am and my voice is completely gone, but much fun was had. Hope everyone got home in one piece and nobody feels too bad.

Special congratulations to Kristiina and Christina for their great performance in the pub quiz, and kudos to Kristiina for so generously allowing Christina to take the prize even though they should rightfully have split it. Further care must be taken in future for ties, as well as the Lowest Scoring Eejit Participation Medal. Just remember, the difference between victory and defeat can be as small as a drawing of Mister Goggles.


This event’s fabulous prize, even though Bad Cow isn’t officially done yet. Knife and Kindle not included.

And of course a huge thank you to Ilja for his great music and excellent company as always. It was a grand night, and excellent atmosphere and apparently it was also Bar Äijä’s 4th birthday, which is nice.

My regrets to those who couldn’t make it and to those who may or may not have over-imbibed in the course of the evening, and may as a result have been carried home, slept with their heads on dirty laundry, have hangovers, and so on. Just for example.

It was a night of terrible drywhistle, and many a whistle needed to be wet. It was also a night of testing for the new Bar Äijä’s Chromecast music system, but apparently we’re going to need a new WiFi router to make it work properly. But it’s progress!


Pictured: Progress.

Thanks again to you all.

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy.
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1 Response to Bad Moo Rising

  1. thelinza says:

    Science has gone too far.

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