The Christmas thing
Friday December 19, 2003 – 1:12 pmJohn and I went to a holiday party tonight (=last night), a Drag City shindig. I wasn’t really feelin’ the whole party idea but this was a pretty low-key thing compared to most years. Still, I felt pretty alien — "don’t these people realize the world is going to hell and we’re all going to die?" Heheh — just kidding. I didn’t really look or feel my absolute sparkliest but it was nice to see all the friends anyway. Good thing nobody asked me "What’s going on with you?" or they would’ve gotten an earful!! I did spill the whole story on one friend, but I just sorta blurted it all out, he didn’t really know what to say, poor guy. I guess it was a bad idea, shoulda stuck to the chit-chat. It went better later on when I got to brag about my new guitar!! :-)
December 19th, 2003 at 7:17 pm
you were great at the party — best guest ever :)
December 19th, 2003 at 11:03 pm
That’s always a question this week now for me. I go through this split-second back ‘n forth indecision scenario in my mind: do I or don’t I reply to the "how ya doin’?" question with: a. - the whole truth (and nothing but); b. - the lite version; c. - the heartfelt but very long-story-short edited Mcsoundbite d. - the total bullshit fabrication/everything’s fine/conversation-preventer. Sometime’s "d’s" the choice of least involvement and what you need to do, just to get through some situations. ‘Tis the season (of "cars ‘n parties”), isn’t it?
December 20th, 2003 at 1:08 am
Aye…’tis true. Ol’ Richard the Black be not known for his party etiquette. Talk that is small hath no bearing on me. And yet, whene’er I finds meself at a shindig, I am beset upon by smalltalkers and, yay, e’ven the occasional, dreaded closetalker! If I hads me way, they’d all walk the plank!
It is times like these, when Richard the Black becomes Richard the Robot, and speaks only in strings of ones and zeros. Which doth wonders for mine already dodgy social profile.
Please remember Edith…As long as ye hath something (or someone) to hold onto in the gathering storm, then hold fast and true! Though the sea may seem to crash against thee, there is always more smooth sailing ahead.
I hope that this message finds thee well, and in good spirits.
Cheers,
Richard the Black, esq.
Seeker of Eleven Herbs and Spices
(and occasionally a bite-sized brownie of mysterious origin)
December 20th, 2003 at 9:41 pm
Hey Edith,
I hope you and John have lovely Holiday despite all the craziness. I’ll keep your Dad and family in my prayers/thoughts. Take care sweetie.
xoxo
December 20th, 2003 at 10:46 pm
Happy Holidays… I think you were probably splendid at that party…
Birthday Boy(yah!)
M
December 21st, 2003 at 5:38 pm
didn’t neil hagerty put underwear on his head? didn’t bill callahan snort eggnog out his nose? dang. richard the black, you slay me.