Conflucian Slumber Party

Ok, Conflucians, did everyone bring their sleeping bags?  Who has the copy of “Plan 9 from Outer Space”?  Pretty soon we’re going to turn off the lights and tell ghost stories.  I brought my nail polish in case anyone has a foot fetish and wants to give me a pedicure.  Tomorrow’s a big day.  If I get up early enough, I can catch the train from Trenton and be in DC by 9:00am.  But in the meantime, let’s short sheet someone and paint a mustache on the first one who falls asleep.

And here’s a bit of surrealism for those of us who were little kids in the 60’s:

You can sneak in a beer.  We promise not to tell the ‘Grups’.  This is an open thread.