Not that I'm one to point fingers at weirdos, but the meets here were never very fun and I never understood why the few friends I had in the community were so fucking fascinated with them.
We'd sometimes sit at Perkins, which is where the barking and excessive PDA was, and have nothing to do but play a game we brought (by ourselves) or try to wriggle into the group at the poker table (busy), one of the art groups (busy doing something we don't do), one of the groups of newcomers glowering or looking like deer caught in the headlights, or talk to one or two friendly people who might not be busy at the time.
Then we'd go to Caribou, which was much better, typically less awkward, and had a friendlier crowd where we'd talk to new people but ultimately didn't find much to do because it was nothing but coffee, a table of supergeeks and their machinery, and people who already know each other with someone we knew occasionally stopping in. We'd sit at a table, chit-chat with each other or sometimes other people, and go on our laptops.
I don't see why we couldn't just play videogames, go do something alone where we could focus on a more in-depth conversation or play a card game without a guy barking in the next booth, go skip stones at the lake, or anything else, really. It was distinctly awkward, and the picnic was even worse because it had a guy who glared at me and outright ignored me when my friend tried to involve me in the conversation.