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- Path: sparky!uunet!canetoad!annie
- From: annie@canetoad.UUCP (Picasso-puss)
- Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
- Subject: Casa canetoad, New Year's Eve
- Distribution: world
- Message-ID: <annie.056a@canetoad.UUCP>
- Date: 6 Jan 93 18:25:03 EDT
- Organization: The Satellite of Love
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- Most of the evening we had 5 guests. Then, just before midnight,
- we had 30, including The Tall People, (who were, on average, 6"
- taller than anyone else), poet Robert Frost and composer J. S. Bach.
- Mr. X and SO Colette were in attendance as well. Richh and
- Dominus made excuses. Mr. X and Colette arrived early, so as to
- be at casa canetoad before dark. Ah, New York. And Grendel's and
- my stories of death and mayhem only made the whites of Colette's
- eyes show all the way 'round her irises, instead of only under
- them. Yes, it might have become a game, were we feeling cruel (we
- were not; I felt bad, actually). Everything seemed to horrify her:
-
- our conversation
- the 1/4 cup of rum in the chocolate mousse
- sending one guest back to Long Island at 3:00 am
- our body weight & ratio of fat to muscle
-
- We could do nothing right. :-)
-
- Mr. X brought glowing things. Colette illustrated the BEAUTIFUL
- card which adorned the package. Larne suggested she sell the
- illustration for millions of quatloos at ConFrancisco. We all
- concurred. Really, you had to *see* this thing. Gorgeous. We
- encircled our necks with the glowing things. Grendel, alert as
- always to the possibilities of violence, commented that the circles
- of light made us all look as though our heads were detachable.
-
- "Screw 'em RIGHT off!"
-
- Grendel's sister added, "For all we know, we may just be giant PEZ
- dispensers. Crack my neck open and you get a candy."
-
- I sipped on my Midori melon ball and said nothing.
-
- Robert Frost passed out copies of his poetry. As hostess, I was
- not consulted and so said nothing.
-
- Midnight came and went, with much dancing and merrymaking and stinky
- exploding confetti things. My fiance and I toasted, as it was an
- anniversary of sorts for us: our first kiss happened on New Year's
- 1990-91. Shucks. Who'd a-thunk we'd be gettin' married?
-
- Mr. Frost and Grendel had a slight disagreement, culminating in a
- wrestling match. Grendel's sister was heard to yell, "I bid on the
- short, srappy one!" Grendel was, naturally, the undisputed winner--
- being very careful not to seriously injure anything save Mr. Frost's
- ego.
-
- A young J. S. Bach approached me with a mystery cassette tape.
-
- "Here. Pop this in, would you?"
-
- "What is it?"
-
- "Er, actually--don't tell anyone--but...it's *ME*."
-
- I could only respond, "No. I haven't heard this. I refuse to
- subject my guests to a complete unknown. You may be Bach, and
- it may be brilliant--or it may be crap. I don't care. Play your
- music at *your* party. Behave yourself at *mine*."
-
- Only The Tall People smoked. Like Smoke Stacks. Like Chimneys. Like
- Eastern Europeans, which they were.
-
- The morning after found the Toadies, 2 New York friend's of canetoad's,
- my fiance, and Mr. X and Colette at the Bendix Diner. The there-is-no-
- cabal-ites ordered buckwheat pancakes, plain, no butter, no syrup,
- no side dish, and LOTS of coffee. No wonder they are so thin!
-
- I confess that I took a perverse pleasure in ordering steak, eggs and
- home fries. My fiance did me proud with onion rings, a grilled cheese
- sandwich and an egg cream. Larne ordered an "Aztec Omelette," complete
- with a sacrificial knife, religious head gear and grooves in the serving
- alter to drain off the blood. The cook interviewed us all, but as no one
- would admit to being a virgin, he had to make do with unfertilized eggs.
-
- On the way home from the diner, we found 10,000 helium balloons chained
- together, abandoned in a tree. We took them home, where they nestled
- against our hall ceiling, covering it end to end. (On Clean-up Day Larne
- got to pop every single one of them. "Amazingly theraputic.")
-
- Finally, sadly, all of our wonderful guests bid us adieu................
- and we all jumped into our dress clothes and hopped a train to an all-day
- wedding/reception in Queens.
-
- Annie
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