Nebraska Blogger Bash gets crashed

Unwholesome Interlopers

The Nebraska Blog Bash was a big success even though the old feeder had to leave before the crowd at Coyote Willy's started throwing furniture. It takes me two days to get over staying up past midnight, as appears to be the case with certain others in attendance. The real party animals, Mr. Gunscribe and his wife, egged on by Vinnie and Merri, were the life of the bash. Everything was going smoothly until the Lincoln Cell of the Big Red Towelheads Brigade tried to crash the high-security event. I caught a snap of the interlopers as they sidled up to our table posing as toe-tapping, Red State C&W music fans. Like I said, I made my exit before the real trouble got started.