Vegas Story

 Hey Bart!

 After the party on Saturday night, a group of us were waiting for you
 on the Casino floor in the area right outside the elevators, getting ready to place our
 bets on the roulette wheel.  All of a sudden a group of the guys took up the chant,
 "George Bush sucks, George Bush sucks, George Bush sucks."

 Wasn't long before we all joined in, keeping it up for at least 45 seconds,
 not given a rip who heard us.  Laughed like hell afterward.

 Truely a memorable moment in Bartcop history.

 Thanks for a great evening!

 Bev

                           Checking in with the MIRC chat room

 Vegas Story

 Let's see...

 I don't drink, but I like Cuban cigars once in awhile; I'm actually a shy and retiring person,
 but had a ball meeting the Bartster (FINALLY!!! He, I have all his newsletters in another e-mail program.
 I may sell them on e-bay); I really liked being among a group of intelligent, witty and passionate folks.

 We didn't all agree on all things, but we were united in our disgust of the Moron and his toadies.
 All the folks I met and talked with spoke in complete sentences and had their teeth.
 That's a real refreshing change from the denizens of Red Neck Holler.

 What a treat! I wish I had a raucous tale, but after returning to my room,
 I played with my daughter and regaled Mrs. Wit with tales of the Bartfest!.

 Let's do it again in 2003. If we put our heads together we can have a BillPressFest,
 a Clinton Fest (no shit..he was ready to come up here to campaign and raise money
 for the Democrat candidate for Congress (but the idiot refused..he must be on Gore time);
 How about an Alec Baldwin Fest?

 The possibilities are infinite.

 And if the Dems suck hind tit in this election...
 we may have a real reason to need a Party!

 Love to all...
 Witkowski
 http://www.atwitsend.org
 

                                                           Attacking the bar!

 Vegas Story

 Dear Bart,
 
 My trip doesn't sound so exciting after reading about the others, but still I wouldn't have missed it for anything.
 The party was a great opportunity to do one thing I love--trainriding first class, Boston-LA (bus to LV).

 There was too much America to see to tell you all about it, but I met some good folks en route who are
 as sick of it & its war as I.  I was still elevated from today's bleak reality by the DC experience, but really
 didn't know what to expect. This affair was even more intimate than the last, and I was hoarse from all the
 LOUD, exciting conversations. It reminded me of the parties we used to have. Back then, instead of Chinaco,
 we had Purple Microdots, 4-way Windowpanes, Colombian, and the like.

 Hmmm, sounds a lot like Bartfest III - but where?

 Then, as now, the real excitement came from The People. Chemistry just added color.
 What a great party! What great people! The energy, love, and mischievous creativity
 in that room could change this world for the better. In fact, IT MUST!

 One of the partiers, Boxcar, had an idea that resonated with me. He calls it Project 8643.
 Get it?
 I had a hat made up at one of those custom embroidery stands in an LV mall Sunday.

 I may bring a sign to that effect when I attend the MASSIVE demonstration in DC October 26.
 Thanks so much for making this happen. Let's do it again sometime.
 
 Gordon

                              Center room, with the Garbage soundtrack playing