The gatekeeper tells me there is a small crowd moving up the driveway. (Hold on, let me just put my robe on.) I don't have enough on hand for everybody, so I won't be able to entertain in the way I'd like to. I can probably find something in the fridge. I've got the new 8-Ball and MJG—maybe you'd like to hear that? Do you like Rolie Polie Olie? We can just make it BYOB and leave the door open.
Posted by Sasha at May 24, 2004 01:37 PM | TrackBack