This is the list that you tell people when u invite them somewhere and they want to know who else is going before they commit. It includes those who are definitely going, those who might go, those who plan on going but never show up. And it does not include those who show up completely unexpectedly. The actual attendance always ends up being totally different than the guess list.
So far the guess list includes me, Kumo, Lourdes, Bob, Sandra. I think Maria and Tanesha are going too. Vanessa if her back feels better. Rachele might stop by. Nicole might stop by but she has to get up really early tomorrow so probably not.
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)