Weekend Schedule for Daily Cartoonist

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1. Larry Levine

   Alan, Have a great time!!! Wish I could attend but the NCS has a weird rule about actually earning an income from cartooning 🙁

2. Rick Stromoski

   You have to make a living as a cartoonist to be an NCS member but you can attend the Reubens as another member’s guest and not be an NCS member. As such you are welcome to attend all functions except the members business meeting…which is a tad droll anyway.

3. Mike Lester

   I would like to wish all the nominees (none of them moi, you idiots!) best of luck. Especially my friend Richard Thompson who found it necessary to take a train from D.C. to N.O. in some vain attempt at saving the planet from too much Samsonite or some such nonsense no doubt.

   If you need me, I’ll be bending elbows w/ Wiley at our new bar: The Tad Droll.

   Note to Stromoski: you’re in N.O. Peter Pan, where Sodam and Gommorah are amateurs. Get off your hip w/ the $ingles and the laptop.

4. Wiley Miller

   Of course, you can bypass all the formalities of membership requirements by walking up to the hotel bar Friday night and say the magic words, “DRINKS ARE ON ME!”.

5. Rick Stromoski

   Aren’t you supposed to be losing golfballs into some Irish bogs all weekend Lester?

6. Larry Levine

   Wiley, I’ll do one better, when the next NCS weekend is in NYC, to anyone who makes me a guest–THE PASTRAMIS ON RYE FROM THE 2nd AVENUE DELI ARE ON ME!!! This offer does not include knishes or Dr Brown’s Celery Soda.

7. Rick Stromoski

   Um Wiley…friday night is an open bar so I don’t think that’d work.

8. Alan Gardner  (admin)

   Um Wileyâ?¦friday night is an open bar so I donâ??t think thatâ??d work.

   If that’s the case – drinks are on me. 🙂

9. Wiley Miller

   Later that night, Rick, after the open bar closes.

10. Rick Stromoski

    According to Jeff, it’s open til it closes….then we stagger onto Bourbon St where the bars are open until 4:00. Then the drinks are on Alan.

    Also Alan, there’s a rule for first time attendees. They can’t go to bed until Mell Lazarus says so. My first Reubens we closed the bar and he made everyone raid their mini bars from their rooms and instructed us to meet in the lobby. We pulled all the overstuffed chairs in a circle and continued on with the party. At about 5:30 am I started to ease up to my room and he’d have none of it. I said I had to go to a meeting in 3 hours…he looked at me with those 125 year old eyes, leaning all of his 105 lbs on his cane while grasping 3 fingers of singlemalt scotch and with an air of sheer disgust exclaimed “You p*ssy….”

    I fell in love with that old man right there.