A big crowd of tipsy skeptics clustered together after rumors circulated that we were going bar hopping. In fact, the legends pouring off the tongues spoke of a promised land outside the Stardust where another group of skeptics like us that had gone before. They were awaiting us in the beyond.
We gathered and prepared in the lobby of the Stardust. Our group grew over 45 minutes, but we were told to wait for a chosen few. We spoke to Michael Shermer, and even asked if he'd like to join us in this journey, but this hero did not have the strength to travel with us to the brave new world outside.
fowlsound and delphi could wait no more for the straggling travelers. "Onward!" we demanded, and the crowd followed! Our journey to the promised land began!
We bravely strode out of the womb of the Stardust and into the cold void beyond. The hard surfaces of pavement and sidewalk tried to break our feat, but we struggled on. Even an ambulence sneaking up behind us did not break our singular focus: we would join our fellow skeptics in the land of milk and honey.
Finally, we reached the promised land, where alcohol flowed and feats of strength were performed before our very eyes. Behold! The Frontier!
"10 dollar cover charge?! F#&$ that!" we said and went back to the Stardust.
