Dr. Feelgood

I grabbed a few quick drinks with co-workers today after work (no hugging was involved), but made them promise not to let me miss my train. I can easily be swayed by groups of people encouraging me to stay, eat chicken tenders, and drink Blue Moons with orange slices. But true to their word, they released me from their grasp in time for me to catch my train, get home, and make it to the gym in time to watch Paula Abdul’s tearful confessions to Dr. Phil.

It was only after about ten minutes on the elliptical machine that I realized, “Holy crap. I’m drunk.” I think my first clue should have been the fact that I was watching Paula Abdul’s tearful confessions to Dr. Phil. Recognizing the inherent risks involved with operating heavy machinery under the influence, I did what any responsible adult would do: I moved over to the recumbent bikes and watched the Olympics.

This experience made me think of another group of people I hope can sway me into staying, drinking and eating chicken tenders well past my bedtime. Yes, I’m talking about you, TequilaConners.

Here’s the scoop: on Monday I sent out an update email with a top-secret attendee list to everyone who had RSVP’d for the big event. So… if you didn’t receive an email from me, and you are planning on attending TequilaCon ‘06, it can only mean one of a few things:

1. You never RSVP’d. I can’t read minds, yo!
2. You RSVP’d but I forgot. I can only manage so many details, yo!
3. You RSVP’d and I know you RSVP’d, but you did something to upset me recently and I left you off the list intentionally so that you would hurt like I hurt right now. You know what you did, there’s no point in airing our dirty laundry here.
4. You RSVP’d and I know you RSVP’d, but I have a mad crush on you, so getting emails from you makes me feel like a pretty pretty princess, and I’m just pretending like I forgot to put you on the list so that you’ll have to email me again. When we finally meet, I will watch you from across the room, averting my eyes whenever you look my way. Eventually, I will ask you if you have any tattoos. That will be our signal to make out.

So, if you fall into Categories 1, 2 or 4, please send me an email at jenny@runjenrun.com and I’ll add you to the list. If you fall into Category 3, I think you owe me an apology first. Thanks!

And the info once again:
What: TequilaCon ‘06
Where: New York City, NY (exact location is TBD)
When: April 22nd (with April 21st and April 23rd designated as preparation and recovery days)

Hope to see you all there!

PS – I think I might still be drunk.

15 Responses to “Dr. Feelgood”

  1. brandon Says:

    oh my god! it’s on NED Day!

  2. Anonymous Says:

    Dear Jenny,
    As a current New York City resident and your personal spotter of celebrities, I look forward to painting the town with all the conventioneers.

  3. Kevin Says:

    I think watching Dr. Phil at all is typically the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back before you wind up in rehab.
    Will you be able to blog from the clinic?

  4. Sarah Says:

    Wait a minute! What was Paual Abdul confessing? How did I miss this??

  5. Sarah Says:

    I just realized that I misspelled “Paula” and was gonna make a joke that “paual” was her evil twin born and raised in India…but then I jus got a look at her last name, and realized for the first time that Abdul….Is Paula Abdul middle eastern??
    (Wait, is this what she was confessing…part of the axis of evil, was that it?)

  6. jenny Says:

    Brandon: Oh crap! I totally forgot. I’m sure there are some good haggis stores in NYC, though.
    Vivian: Cool! How many celebrities are you going to promise me this time? I usually get at least three per visit, don’t I?
    Kevin: What makes you think I’m not blogging from a clinic right now?
    Sarah: Paula and Paual were just talking to Dr. Righteous about how she can never find a man because she loves too much too quickly. Men take advantage of her… then there was a lot of crying. I missed the part where Dr. Phil set her up on some blind dates. Did anyone see who she went out with? It was someone famous, I think.

  7. Jessica Says:

    So…wait. I’m a bit confused. When we met in December and you wanted to write about my giant neck tattoo that I airbrush out of all of my photos….were you speaking code that you want to make out with me?!
    If not, can we still hug?

  8. jenny Says:

    Yes and yes. ;)

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  10. hooizz Says:

    i pity the foo’ who rides next to any of us on the flight home – because we are going to REEK.
    my only question is – who’s going to eat the worm?

  11. teahouseblossom Says:

    Aw, poor Paula Abdul. Each guy she meets is a Cold Hearted Snake, even though she says to all of them, “I’m Forever You’re Girl.”
    I love Darrell Hammond’s impression of Dr. Phil so much more than Dr. Phil himself.

  12. teahouseblossom Says:

    EGADS!! I made a horrible error in the above post!!
    Should have been “Forever YOUR Girl.”
    (hangs head in shame).

  13. sandra Says:

    For some reason, Blue Moon drinking just reminded me of Bell’s…which we don’t get in SF…and I got jealous. I’ve been wanting some of that lately, along with a visit to my uncle’s bar in Chicago for some good Belgians. Er, Belgian beers…
    Anyway, me and my liver will start training, beginning this weekend. It’s a sacrifice, but I suppose I can handle practicing tequila drinking for the next few months (sigh)…

  14. Pants Says:

    I wish I could attend TequilaCon ’06 but I will be attending a dry wedding in Utah. Maybe next year?
    Every time I’m on the elyptical machine I think of rotissirie chicken.

  15. jenny Says:

    Hooizz: Who’s eating the worm? Hooizz. No, that’s what I’m asking – who’s eating the worm? I told you, Hooizz! That’s what I just said – answer the question, dammit!
    THB: they totally played “Cold Hearted Snake” while the show was on!
    Sandra: I wish you and your liver all the success in the world. I know you can do it!
    Pants: A dry wedding in Utah? COME ON!! You can’t choose them over us! Weddings come and go – tequila is forever!