The Skipster says: The early arrivals -- Lizzie, her as-yet-unrevealed date (see her blog for more info), and my buddy, Tony Stark -- are here! Lizzie was running late, so I called Tony and asked if he'd mind expediting her trip to the airport to meet us!
The Foxster says: Ohhhh, boy. I must've gotten, what...? About an hour of sleep? Lizzie and her companion were all tuckered out from an earlier engagement, so she eventually got a bit of shut-eye while he stayed awake and partied with Tony. I downed a cup of strong coffee -- I was "working," after all -- for every alcoholic beverage that they imbibed, and I still passed out while they rocked on! The tireless, diligent Ms. Von Grüber kept watch over drunks and sleeping souls alike, until I regained consciousness somewhere over Alabama.
The Skipster says: After a surprisingly-peaceful flight (albeit with lots of free booze served by flight attendants Gretchen and the Foxster) that took us from Point B to Point A, we flew on our final approach over the city of Montgomery, Alabama, with Kato and myself giving them a nice smooth landing on Runway 10! Best landing I ever did at minus five feet a minute, and I didn't spill a drop of the guests' booze or the Foxster's coffee.
I love our Boeing Triple 7! I think everyone should have one!
The Foxster says: Once inside the airport terminal itself, I saw that my poor sweetheart, Tara, was fast asleep. She'd been stationed here, as it were, for roughly eight hours, just in case anyone else showed up early! (And strangely, it seems that no one from TSA bothered her whatsoever in all that time.)
I woke her, and she rose, determined to go back to her post until all the guests who'd chosen to arrive via airplane had done so. She was carrying a cardboard sign, I noticed, but she refused to show it to us, saying it was a "surprise." Okay, I figured. I know better to argue with her unless it's really necessary.
The Skipster says: After a nice ride down to Pleasantview on I-65, we made certain everyone had checked into the Pleasantview Country Club and Spa, and that they were satisfied with their accomodations. Kato will be doing back-and-forth limousine trips between the country club and Kewl Beanz! itself, chauffeuring party goers who either want to try KB's breakfast offerings or just want to relax and unwind from one place to another.
Tara says: Here I am, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, waiting for the rest of the best, you might say, LOL.
That Tony Stark is a living doll, I gotta tell ya! (Of course, I always have had a weakness for bearded, older-appearing men, ya think?) He kinda makes you feel he's a cool exec with a heart of steel, if ya know what I mean!
Lizzie was terrific, even if a tad tired, and I hope everybody I meet today is as nice as she was. And Lizzie's date? Whoa, baby! What a dreamboat. He could crawl out of a mud-hole and look mint! I recognized him immediately, of course, having seen several of his films. He gave out with a simple but warm "nice to meet you" and my knees got weak. Wait till y'all see him.
So, anyhoo, David -- or should I say, the Foxster? -- asked me to tell you that the second post in today's series oughtta be hittiing the 'net anytime between 10 and 2, depending on how fast the others arrive.
Until then, I'll be waiting right here at Montgomery International, waiting for our internet friends and one additional, special guest.
Oh, and before I forget: I'll be asking all of our lady guests if they have any talent when it comes to singing! (It's for a little surprise Gretchen and I have cooked up for David and the Skipster, so puh-lease keep it under your hats, so to speak, okey-dokey?
See you on the flip-flop!