A dream for Wednesday
May. 7th, 2003 12:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
quislibetJ. and I were hosting a party at my mom's (my mom's) house in Ohio -- Portuguese sushi (the kind with the sauce) and kielbasa. Most people had brought wine coolers. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
damiel was in charge of making the sushi, and cris had supplied the kielbasa. Towards the end of the evening, damiel was kissing everyone
goodbye on both cheeks in a precious fashion, which promptedjrg to tell a story about the time he and a friend from school decided to go stag to a prom. To his surprise the friend (in fact a real-life acquaintance of J.'s who is sometimes called Maureen, famed for his/her skill in constructing Tyrannid hives) turned up in a prom dress and made a big scene when it was suggested s/he change. JRG ended the story with an amusing hip hop song of his own devising, full of the most cunning rhymes for words like "impenetrable" (I wish I could remember it all), about how wearing skirts did not in the slightest diminish one's masculinity.
The party was now over, and accordingly we all removed our festive noisemaking belts made of flatware stolen from dormitory dining halls. Party guests retired to their homes or to guest rooms, and it was left to me, at the urging, before he departed, of that Ajax who is also called Steve, to finish the drinks. Finding little joy in the wine coolers, I decided to go to sleep instead, first making sure to take a draught of water, using the toaster as a vessel, for there were no clean glasses. Belatedly I checked to make sure it was unplugged; it wasn't, yet nothing untoward befell me. As I left the kitchen that fat guy from the Y who likes to show off his bypass scar showed up requesting that I turn the thermostat down, and returned to his guest room after selecting from the bookcase a few humorous science fiction novels that I did not even know I had.
I awoke to two alarm clocks, J. and I having set them unwittingly for the same moment; their mutual beeping formed the most fascinating (if straightforward) rhythm, four eighth notes followed by two quarter notes in 4/4 time.
damiel was in charge of making the sushi, and cris had supplied the kielbasa. Towards the end of the evening, damiel was kissing everyonegoodbye on both cheeks in a precious fashion, which prompted
jrg to tell a story about the time he and a friend from school decided to go stag to a prom. To his surprise the friend (in fact a real-life acquaintance of J.'s who is sometimes called Maureen, famed for his/her skill in constructing Tyrannid hives) turned up in a prom dress and made a big scene when it was suggested s/he change. JRG ended the story with an amusing hip hop song of his own devising, full of the most cunning rhymes for words like "impenetrable" (I wish I could remember it all), about how wearing skirts did not in the slightest diminish one's masculinity. The party was now over, and accordingly we all removed our festive noisemaking belts made of flatware stolen from dormitory dining halls. Party guests retired to their homes or to guest rooms, and it was left to me, at the urging, before he departed, of that Ajax who is also called Steve, to finish the drinks. Finding little joy in the wine coolers, I decided to go to sleep instead, first making sure to take a draught of water, using the toaster as a vessel, for there were no clean glasses. Belatedly I checked to make sure it was unplugged; it wasn't, yet nothing untoward befell me. As I left the kitchen that fat guy from the Y who likes to show off his bypass scar showed up requesting that I turn the thermostat down, and returned to his guest room after selecting from the bookcase a few humorous science fiction novels that I did not even know I had.
I awoke to two alarm clocks, J. and I having set them unwittingly for the same moment; their mutual beeping formed the most fascinating (if straightforward) rhythm, four eighth notes followed by two quarter notes in 4/4 time.
