With special thanks to Peter Sellers where he plays this Indian or Pakastani...
First, as you walk in, there is this black man sitting in the front yard. He is the guard for the cars. Not sure what he would do if one of the cars were in danger of pillage, but he was there on duty....
Entering the back yard, tables and chairs were set up outside the fence enclosing the kidney shaped pool. We sat at a corner table with one of "the boys." Across from us at the next table, was a dead ringer for Anjelica Houston. Some guy walking around was obviously trying very hard to look like Ernest Hemmingway.... the way he looked in his latter years, sometime after running with the bulls.... then there was another Hemmingway... but shorter. This was really weird. Now I was starting to look for other comparisons and sure enough. This tiny old lady who almost falls forward as she walks.... Ruth Gordon.
Then I notice this really.... REALLY old guy... well turns out he is the husband of the hostess... it is her party and she is 91 and tends this lavish garden area on a daily basis by herself.... anyway, her aged husband quickly strips off his shirt and YUCK!, you don't want to look. Nothing worse than ugly folds of skin hanging on display.
Then in walks this guy in the Buy Detroit T shirt with the whitest hair tied in a pony tail. He was not that old... just strange looking.
At one point I almost broke into song with my Groucho Marx impression, singing "Lydia, the Tattooed Lady" cause we had one of those, too ... tattoos on her back and arms.... big ones... strange designs....
And that's the way it was.... except we were there. Food was good....
First, as you walk in, there is this black man sitting in the front yard. He is the guard for the cars. Not sure what he would do if one of the cars were in danger of pillage, but he was there on duty....
Entering the back yard, tables and chairs were set up outside the fence enclosing the kidney shaped pool. We sat at a corner table with one of "the boys." Across from us at the next table, was a dead ringer for Anjelica Houston. Some guy walking around was obviously trying very hard to look like Ernest Hemmingway.... the way he looked in his latter years, sometime after running with the bulls.... then there was another Hemmingway... but shorter. This was really weird. Now I was starting to look for other comparisons and sure enough. This tiny old lady who almost falls forward as she walks.... Ruth Gordon.
Then I notice this really.... REALLY old guy... well turns out he is the husband of the hostess... it is her party and she is 91 and tends this lavish garden area on a daily basis by herself.... anyway, her aged husband quickly strips off his shirt and YUCK!, you don't want to look. Nothing worse than ugly folds of skin hanging on display.
Then in walks this guy in the Buy Detroit T shirt with the whitest hair tied in a pony tail. He was not that old... just strange looking.
At one point I almost broke into song with my Groucho Marx impression, singing "Lydia, the Tattooed Lady" cause we had one of those, too ... tattoos on her back and arms.... big ones... strange designs....
And that's the way it was.... except we were there. Food was good....
Just before we leave... as if for contrast, this guy who is the most good looking young movie star type... ala Brad Pitt... sits down at our table eating his food.... chatting with all, so he must live in this .... Village of the Outré.... but really personable.... Meems thinks he was a young successful doctor who has the biggest house of the lot.
After a couple of hours, we take out leave. Our car is still there.
Can it get more weird than that?
After a couple of hours, we take out leave. Our car is still there.
Can it get more weird than that?
Too bad no one told you it was a costume party...you could have broken out those old Tarzan and Jane outfits from the 60's. They still fit, right?
ReplyDeleteDid you get some birdy num nums?
ReplyDeleteMy guess is the young guy was a crasher. If you want to pull off crashing, you have to be over the top gregarious and forward with people. That's your defense.
ReplyDeleteNot that I have any experience with crashing.