This was a night of several memorable/odd/bizarre utterances. The above was by Bill Hobby after our racquetball match; I mentioned I would probably end up
stationed somewhere like Botswana, and then he related a story about when he told Malcolm Gillis he was going to Botswana, and Gillis, in his inimitable fashion,
warned him that Botswana had the highest HIV infection rate in the world. Hobby assured him that he would not be placing himself at risk.
Cafe Red Onion rocks. A party of 20 showed up right before our party of 12. When we waited, the owner was so
happy he gave us all drinks on the house. And the food was excellent. I shall be returning. Then we went back to Shari’s and at wonderous baked goods courtesy
of Laura, as well as California brittle and vanilla merengue cookies. Waaaaaay too much food, but it was consumed in good company. Emily’s will be shipped in
tupperware tomorrow.
Lauren has Jane-Eyreitude.
I cannot for the life of me recall what I was going to quote Alexis on. It is to be hoped that when she sends me the link to her stuff, she will be able to
refresh my failing memory.
And Jonathan owes me something creative because “Yes” is on e.