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Monday, June 27, 2005

Hostylefaxer: Party by Costco

We celebrated the brief interlude in Easy Lola's academic career Sunday in the usual way. Fritz went to Costco, bought a ton of food, cooked it, arranged it, and plopped it out the family dining room for vistors to nosh on during the day. My father invented this type of party for Easy Lola's high-school graduation and has pretty much perfected it, and since there is no catering staff the thing kind of meanders through the day, which is actually what a graduation party is supposed to do. Sunday's event lasted about 7 1/2 hours, 4 p.m. to about 11:30 p.m., which is actually a little tame by these standards. When we celebrated Easy Lola's graduation from high school, the party raged on until about 4 a.m., which is to say it lasted 11 hours.

The highlight of that first party was watching Easy Lola's crapweasel (but of-age) boyfriend try to impress my father by going shot-for-shot with him. Fritz's responded by asking my sister, "Who is that fucking guy and what's he doing in my liquor cabinet?" or something to that effect. In hindsight, and also sober reflection, maybe showing what a good drinker you are isn't the best way to get your girlfriend's father to like you. Easy Lola soon replaced the crapweasel with Fast Eddie, which was a very good decision on her part.

I saw some old friends as well longtime Detroit Lefties, all of whom have soft spots for us. The highlight for me was listening to Easy Lola, who will take over the house when Fritz and Queenie depart for New York in a couple of years, unveil her plans to remodel the place.

Today it's lunch with friends and then back to Davis. Check the timestamp on this post. It's going to be a long day.

4 Comment(s):

  •   Posted by Blogger BrooklynDodger at June 28, 2005 3:39 PM | Permanent Link to this Comment
  • Party story. 4 epidemiologists were at the annual meeting, recovering from hangovers from the previous night's reception. They wondered the cause, and did a survey.

    The first had consumed margaretas - tequila + lime juice + salt + ice.

    Another had

    scotch + soda + ice

    A third

    bourbon + water + ice

    The fourth,

    gin + tonic + lime + ice.

    After rejecting lime as the common cause of their infirmity, they settled on the common factor:

    ice had caused their hangovers.

  •   Posted by Anonymous Anonymous at June 29, 2005 2:17 PM | Permanent Link to this Comment
  • I really like the word crapweasel.

  •   Posted by Anonymous Anonymous at July 15, 2005 3:56 PM | Permanent Link to this Comment
  • i too enjoy the word crapweasel, especially for whom that word decribes.
    I would also like to point out that a late post is better than not posting at all.

  •   Posted by Blogger Anna at July 16, 2005 6:53 AM | Permanent Link to this Comment
  • Truer word was never anonymously spoke.

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