Well, umm--(Who IS this guy?)Garrett, no Gary- famous person--think!)Gaugie!!!!...I didn't mean for it to be a story. I was just trying to join your little group, you and-uhh-those other people who were here last night--for a second...just trying to be friendly.
You see how successful I am at cocktail conversation--I made you sick, I addled Mike, and I depressed Ish by reminding him ---somehow---of the great Lost Love of his life who dumped him. And that led to bearhead sucking, one of the more charming subjects we've had in a long time. I need sleep, but we have to go to a swim meet now. And then Carroll is in the State Semi-finals (football)this evening adn the whole town is going.
The party wasn't bad. But wow, did I feel old. They had a deejay and the music was so loud it completely precluded conversation. And they played rap and strange stuff that was not music, but some sort of alien tribal communication. Every once in a while they'd play something from the Stone Age and the few surviving ancients would get excited and try to get out of their chairs, but we never made it to the dance floor in time.
Mostly I just followed Dan around and shook hands with people I didn't know, so it didn't matter whether I remembered their names or not. I won a credit card holder and a bag of coffee. Dan said not to take the coffee, that it was left over from a sales meeting a year ago. |
