Keith, me, David, and Ronnie
It was a good night. Ronnie gave me free beer and David endured some good-natured ribbing about some of the difficulties he had in his French class this semester. Keith opened his home and provided 'quality refreshments'.
The party included guitar-playing and a wide selection of 70's-era sci-fi. A bunch of us did the Mystery Science Theater thing and had a lot of fun. We watched a few episodes of a circa-1970 show whose name I already forget ('Aliens' maybe?). It involved a lot of jumpsuits, a car that looked like a really really souped up version of a Chevy Nova my dad had when I was a kid, and some ladies with metallic purple bobs and too much eyeshadow. Then we watched Charleton Heston in Omega Man. I really enjoyed myself.
I would have liked to have played pool with David and Ronnie afterwards but we had a time limit with the babysitter.
1 comment:
It's okay, a little pitting didn't never hurt nobody.
Omega Man would never worry about a little pitting. Neither should you.
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