Granite Gathering: Rock On, Old Man!
February 20 - 22, 2004
Photographs by Al Beecy, Phil Baril, Sue Barnes,
Julie Thompson, Walter Wakefield, & Ann Majeske
Captions by Deluxe


It's just not a proper RG
until Deb's ensconced
at Registration.

(She's a Past LocSec, y'know.) A.B.


Look. No hug, no lei.
I don't make the rules.
Oh, wait... I do!
S.B.


Beer prep.
OK, stout then porter then wheat then... No, no.
Stout then porter then
brown then...
S.B.


I double-- No, I
triple-dare ya!
(BTW, the guy on the
left? That's Eric!)
(She's a Past LocSec, too!) A.B.


Ya gotta love the pillaging
opportunities. Even if she
does
have devil eyes...
A.B.


Bridge to Engineering...
Umm, the stars have
stopped streaking up here.
What gives?
A.B.


Don't ask. Trust me.
Just don't ask...
W.W.


Our Young Mensa
Coordinator makes a
persuasive point.
J.T.


The Past NH LocSecs'
Hedonist Society convenes.
Um... where's Marty?
J.T.


The book sale and silent
auction to benefit MERF
are always popular.

(Hey! There's another Past LocSec!) J.T.


Yeah, they'll be back next
year! How 'bout you?
J.T.


Uh-huh. I'll get back
to ya on that, ok?
P.B.


"Mam-mie! How I love ya,
how I love ya!..."
C'mon, sing it with me!
A.B.


Hmm... Says here you're
supposed to eat it.
Let's get Mikey!

(Wow! Past and Present LocSecs! --
Future, too?)  P.B.


"Ai-yai-yaiyai!..."
C'mon, sing it with me!
 A.B.


Be honest. Could we
be any cuter?
A.B.


Ah, mon petit flower! Come
wis me to ze Casbah!

mMm, mMm, mMm!
P.B.


Nope. I still can't
make it out...
J.T.


Friday night, Guinness, and
pitchers and catchers
reporting. Life is good.
(This yahoo will never be LocSec!)
P.B.


Yes, everybody who's
anybody was here!
P.B.


"It was late. I wasn't getting
anywhere on the case, and I'd
polished off most of a bottle of
cheap bourbon. I was about to
head home to my flophouse,
when she walked in..."
P.B.


"Fly me to the moon..."
C'mon, sing it with me!
P.B.


Games under the
stars...
J.T.


"I'm a lumberjack
and I'm OK..."
C'mon, sing it with me!
P.B.
 


Nancy and Barb
take a quick breather.
Can ya blame 'em?
J.T.


Sue sure makes Hospitality
look glamorous
-- and easy --
doesn't she?
J.T.


Do I look like Tom Cruise
in 'Cocktails' to you?
J.T.


Were there really any losers
in the "How many Mensans
Can Fit in a 10X T-Shirt"
contest?
P.B.


Shall we dance? J.T.


Now..., I don't remember
them going in...
J.T.


Eww, ow. Now that's
dedication. J-Jack's got
nothin' on John McG.
W.W.


Having long ago relinquished his
amateur status, your humble
webmaster would like to congratulate
the winners of the Junior Open
Aloha Shirt Competition.
P.B.


Are there really any losers
when Ken dons a kilt?
P.B.


Yeah, sometimes it's best to
keep a safe distance at
those late-night Scrabble
tourneys...
P.B.


Ahh, the pleasures of finally being
so wiped out you're blissfully
oblivious to an ExComm meeting
transpiring mere steps away.
A.M.


Thank you, Manchester! We
love you! Drive home safely!
Good night!
J.T.

 

There are still no
pictures of Eric. Sort of.
Pictures of Jeff, however,
are still right out!

 

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