Guys, I need your help

Well, post a picture of her ... then we'll decide whether she should come or stay home...

Honestly, if it's something you want to do, and she's not up for it -- and trust me, this is one of the reasons for the downfall of my 10-year marriage -- there has to be room in your relationship for both of you to do the things you would like to do (within reason, of course...)

I have the same problem, Selleck. So I have no advice to give.

I guess there was really no point in me posting was there? Except to perhaps make reference to a below-average baseball movie.

Here's the Game she probably wants to play: You say, "Fine, you don't have to go."

Then she "lets" you go. Soon she starts talking to her friends and family about how you were at a big party with god knows who doing god knows what -since she has no idea who we all are- at a house god knows where.

Her friends and family start giving her a bunch of nonsense about...whatever. Several days later she asks what went on...after having asked that same question before. You tell her nothing but a cool BBQ, some Sangria and a lot of good company.

She doesn't believe you.

At this point you simply MUST reiterate that you practically insisted she come but chose not to do so.

She says that you were playing a game in order for her to "let" you go, to show how much she loves you yadda yadda.

It is here where you must come to the realization that you're now in a no-win situation.

>OR<
Drag her along and simply put up with her whining later on about how boring it was.

Again, a no-win situation...but with this catch: She can't have any real or perceived suspicions if she's actually there. Therefore all you'd have to put up with would be her whining about how everybody there were just movie geeks etc.

You then reiterate that you are one of those geeks.

Kronos, you can write a book on stuff like this. It'd be a bestseller!

"Games Women Play and the Simple, Proven Counter-Tactics to Survive!"

I can almost feel the battle scars.....

I had a fiance who would have played this game.
I have an ex-wife that would play it too, but for a different reason: She'd be covering up her own infidelity.

Here's to being single and going to CHUDWEST '02! wink

Girlfriends and wives are very welcome and I will even behave myself and NOT tell my filthy jokes, or call everybody, "fucker" while they are are there. Hey, its free food and good conversation. I am taking Blofeld, along with Kronos and HAM out, the night before. Others are also welcome to go along if they are available.

My wife knows me and my BBQs. She says she and my daughter may just leave town for that weekend. I have a fairly large kid's playground, the pool, fruit hanging down everywhere, chickens to stare at, so the kids even love it. Wives and girlfriends usually wind up talking together, ignoring the guys.

I am planning a possible "something else" for the day after the BBQ and that might interest them even more that eating decaying flesh, during the BBQ. As I said, girlfriends and wives will be made to feel comfortable and welcome.

CHUD Battly Royale always sounds like fun.

But only if HAM wears the yellow headband and I get the pot lid...

That probably should say CHUD Battle Royale. But I'm too goddamn tired to hit the edit button...

Post total whore.

Dude, just tell her of course she doesn't know them, but once she comes here, meets and talks to them, she WILL then know them. Then, she'll be talking to people she knows instead of strangers.

Some guys can make things so simple.

Then say this to her, "Who knows? You might make a new lifelong friend!"

In all seriousness, I attended an event put together at another message board (chowhound.com, we had a rib tasting: everyone brought ribs from a different bbq place and we all got to taste each one and vote on the best), and when I brought the idea up to my wife, she thought it was the most stupid, fucked up idea she'd ever heard (the idea of getting together with people one had met on the internet, which of course is something only complete geeks do). I talked her into going, and not only did she have a great time and get along with everyone, but she made at least one very good friend.

Of course, if I'm gonna get her to CHUDWEST, I'll have to admit to her that I call myself "Z-Man", which she'll probably spend at least a year making fun of me for.

Oh, absolutely. And I'll watch 'em for you while you guys go out and have a good time. Just bring me back a little something, k? Like a piece of cheesecake. I like cheesecake. Don't worry about me, and the lil uns...

Z-Man, does she have a sister that lived in Seattle and met and married this really, well hung, good looking, older gentleman who lives on a mountain in Burbank? They sound a lot alike.

Tell her Your host is called Nasty Ol' Will. Z-man seems very tame next to mine. Tell her I'll introduce her to a movie star. Lassie is my neighbor.

Kids are completely welcome. There is a huge playground on the property, swings, teeter totter, balance bars, monkey bars, cargo net, the works. Ripe organic fruit of every variety, that can be eaten right off the tree. Chickens running around, turkeys and rumor has it there may even be a very cool, native Long Beach Django hanging around.

The BBQ area is up a hill from and overlooks the kid's playground. You can dine and watch the kids play, but not hear them fighting.

There is a two story tree house in an enormous oak tree. The tree house has running water and electricity for lights and stereo. There is a rope bridge over to the tree house, from the hill above the pool and the kids generally never come out of the tree house.

There is also a swimming pool, because since it will be August in SoCal, it will be hot. If I know kids are coming, I can have special kid food made and the pool and playground are far enough from the Barbeque area that the kids playing won't bother those who want to just talk.

I am seriously thinking about doing a big Disney thing, through the private Club there, that sits above the Pirates of the Caribbean. That would be on Sunday, the 25th, the day after the Barbecue.

So again, kids are very welcome, as are wives and/or girlfriends, but just not for the same guy as castration is still frowned on in Burbank. Gawd, I can't even write that word without getting a heavy stomach ache.)

The kids won't interfer with the get toghter, for those who'd rather not have the kids there. Besides, they find us old farts incredibly boring. (I mean anyone over the age of 15)

The kids generally stay in their area.

If they are in town, my wife and daughter could give classes. My wife on "How to manage your own personal clothing shopper and keep you husband in the dark as how much you just spent."

If you piss me off, I will introduce my wife to yours and tell my wife your wife wants to learn how to "REALLY" speed shop.

My daughter will give lessons on "How to be a complete Princess, in today's world." She also gives lessons in "Heiress 1B."

She also has a black belt in screaming, "Your father's American Express card. Don't leave home without it."

I only unleash my wife and daughter on those who talk politics at my Barbecues.

Kids are welcomed at the Barbecue. Just marinate them for at least 24-hours prior.

May I just state that this is looking more and more to be a really nice get together rather then a buncha messageboard geeks getting together.

Hey! Watch it, bud! We resemble that remark.

I'm really disturbed that Will is Dirty Harry's member.

Yeah? Well go ahead. Make my day! eek!

Are you feelin' lucky?

Rolling tape is an absolute moral imperative.

Blofeld debating ... to have Will's wife and daughter unleashed upon him or not ...

Let me just go ahead and tell you - from experience...

No. Trust me. No.

Okay. I trust you. Will you hold me?

All night long, Matt. All night long...

You'll be safe here Blo. If Ludwig can make it, we'll put him in his own room and lock the door. That way you can safely sleep on your stomach at night, if you want to.

Heh heh heh...

Mr and Mrs Cowboy are all that is required. If you favor a certain brand of beer, maybe that, as I am a Corona Man and that is what I usually buy. Other wise, no food, we take of all of that. This will be a different kind of Barbecue, not a western one with BBQ sauce, but rather a Brazilian one, very different, very delicious.

Many kinds of meat, all marinated in different things and salt. Not served all at one time, but rather a little sausage to start, then backback ribs, followed by chicken, followed by Beef, with garlic bread spaced throughout. Salads, maybe some other dishes and my homemade Sangria.

Will, are you having Vanilla Coke and gummy-bears/gummy-worms?

Or else, I ain't going!

Well, there was Vanilla Coke at the BBQ the other day...

For all the shilling of the product has anybody actually tried Vanilla Coke yet?

I saw a billboard and it looked as if the Coke wasn't VANILLA IN COLOR! *Gasp!*

Please inquiring minds wish to know.

First off, like Cheery Cokes, Vanilla Cokes are something that actually gets done via infusion in all kinds of different places. There are a couple of restaurants near my homeworld that will shoot just about any kind of oddball fruit/sweet flavored syrup into Coca-Cola if you want.

Coke's just trying to get in on the action.

As bizarre as the flavor might sound, it's not too bad. It takes the acidic creulty out of the Cola, and makes it smooth. The Vanilla is not much more than hinted at.

Not bad. But I'd not buy a case.

Now Cherry 7 Up...? That's a different story.

Email me with what you want. I will ignore them, of course, but you'll wind up liking what we serve you. But hell, if emailing me your requests makes you feel better, then by all means go ahead and email them to me.

Vanilla CHUDWEST?

Doesn't work...too much citrus out here...

Jabba, When I played little league and Pony League baseball, those were called "Suicides."

Instant belly ache in a glass and amazing gasious sound effects for the rest of the afternnon. As catcher, I used to amuse the opposistion's batters with my Suicide gas, while they were trying to bat. Tried to play the lone ranger's Theme one time and shit myself.

Only if you add some "Ice, Ice Baby..."

Oh man...now my head hurts!

The Team threw me a going away party this afternoon at this Hawaiian BBQ place in Cerritos. When I was at the fountain, I went to top off my Mountain Dew and didn't see I was filling it with Mug's Root Beer instead.

Suffice it to say, it was an experience.

Course so was going next door and paying the ice cream soda jerkettes a buck tip to dance and sing for us every two minutes for an hour. We dropped $30 large. Joey dropped shaved ice all over the floor. It was fun.

Course so was getting arrested in Belmont Shore, but we won't go there...