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Dear PubNight:
It is with great pleasure I write to you again, I am afraid the years have flown by since my last missive entreating you to come to PubNight. I feel like a hypocrite. The last PN I attended was anniversary in March. Thank god I don't care much about my ranking in the stats anymore (I did at one point), although, somehow, Kris Pennella is still probably kicking everyone's ass based on just her New York PN attendance alone. Nevermind the fact that she and Chris went off to Portland, OR, what like, 27 years ago and started a whole other chapter of PN.
I know my PN emails were usually streams of consciousness or my favorite word of the week weaved in so cleverly in the guise of a PN email... this time, I will be blunt. This PN email is all about the best PubNighter ever. I think I foreshadowed a bit in my last paragraph. I nominate Kris Pennella. She was always there. She is still always there. She takes down names, writes out emails, researches places, remembers things from PN that others were too drunk to remember and she is just an all around good person.
Now, I have no idea if she still gets PNNY emails, but if she does. This is my nod to you. Thanks for nominating me to take over for you when you left. As you can see, I suck. I left. I had a kid, I never go to PN anymore and I only host PN when absolutely no one else in the world can. Well, I guess there's that.
That all said, PubNight is in Jersey City. Three blocks from my house. Because that's what happens when no one else in the world can host PubNight. Yep, Jersey City. Be there, or be PubNightless for the week. You have a choice. Make the right one. Oh yeah, and it starts at 6 p.m. so my kid can be there (and the other new kids on the block, too).
Hugs,
Cindy