We had a nice pifflefest in Atlanta on Friday. Judith (Dean, darling, you're being a cat) and I were the Atlanta contingent, and we had Ann (no nom, I think) from Durham, England and Anne (Maternal Young Woman) from Memphis, Tenn. Ann and Anne just happened to have visits that coincided--Ann was visiting family, and Anne was here for a convention.
We met up at the Hyatt Regency where Anne was staying, grabbed coffee at the Starbucks there in the lobby, and just settled in at a bar table in an area that wasn't open for business at that hour. We talked for a good hour and a half before Anne needed to head back to Phillips Arena for more of her convention. Then Judith and I waited with Ann until her family arrived to pick her up, and of course we kept chatting all the while. Getting together with other pifflers is almost always like just resuming a conversation with good friends--no lack of interesting topics of conversation.
We did get a passing bartender to take pictures with all the cameras: I'm hoping someone else's came out better than mine, which rather crops off the edges (plus I have my usual weird expression, but that's, well, usual). Just in case not, here it is:
We met up at the Hyatt Regency where Anne was staying, grabbed coffee at the Starbucks there in the lobby, and just settled in at a bar table in an area that wasn't open for business at that hour. We talked for a good hour and a half before Anne needed to head back to Phillips Arena for more of her convention. Then Judith and I waited with Ann until her family arrived to pick her up, and of course we kept chatting all the while. Getting together with other pifflers is almost always like just resuming a conversation with good friends--no lack of interesting topics of conversation.
We did get a passing bartender to take pictures with all the cameras: I'm hoping someone else's came out better than mine, which rather crops off the edges (plus I have my usual weird expression, but that's, well, usual). Just in case not, here it is:
