2006nov20. I went to the Laughing Squid 11th Anniversary Party which was quite nice. I tended to orbit around the big fwooshy 30-foot-fireball thing since it was a little chilly out. I need to install one of those in my bedroom. I saw all the oldy oldsters from way back, which is what it’s all about. The love. “Hey, haven’t seen you in four years! Okay, see you in seven!” I got to make a reference to the “Bullnanza” rodeo event. I paid off a five-dollar bet I made in the heady, dot-com Bullnanza days of 2000 with someone who had shorted Kristy Kreme – after hearing this and laughing for five minutes, I said something like “they’re DO-NUTS! How can they fuck that up?” and the wager ... was on. But they did fuck it up. I don’t [whatever PC term we’re all using to replace “welsh/welch"] on bets. My friends were poking me in the back to pick up [whatever PC term we’re all using to replace “chix/broads"] and I was all like “that boat done sailed a long time ago.” I snuck nips out of a friend’s hip flask while instinctively looking around furtively for the [whatever PC term we’re all using to replace “schoolmarm/truant officer"]. I’m also in one or more of the Photoboof (FutureURL™) photos. Find me and win nothing. I asked the guy who created this wonderful machine awhile if he knew “Tim Duncan” (in actuality Tim Hunkin) and he knew who I was talking about and had consulted with him about various internal bits to make the Photoboof the gem it is. Another guy I talked to is looking for bay area bookstores to do some in-house readings for a recently-published book of his and whatever else it is that authors do with bookstores. He’s a really good speaker, you won’t regret it. Drop me a line. Then, back at “home,” I did a quick check on every theoretically factual statement I made during the night to see how everything stacked/non-stacked up, including this non-interesting chestnut while watching a steam-powered car (with registered plates!) drive up and down the block: I read in a book, years ago, that the reason steam-powered engines got the pass during the big sweat-off between gasoline, electric, and steam was because a steam car exploded during an exhibition/race, killing six or seven people. But ... I can’t find any reference to anything remotely similar on the internets and if it’s not there, as we all know, it never happened. My apologies to the re-burgeoning steam-powered automobile industry.
