Judith Lautner (judith) wrote,
Judith Lautner

The bash

Last night I went to a birthday bash for Mary and Zeno. Several people showed, mary's friends and zeno's friends and Zeno's son "little Zeno", who does not live here but drove here specifically for this.

The bash was held at The Hop, a club owned by Zeno's gf Kay, a fortyish woman who seems very straight and approachable, easy to talk to. I can see why he'd like her. He also gets a lot out of her. Since he's started working for her he has aquired a new boat and a terrific truck, painted with signs advertising his business (which is totally unregistered anywhere). As Zeno lives in a mysterious world of no identity (Elaine's birthday card to him had three of his names on it), he can't get loans. So he buys major items through others who are willing to take the chance.

I had two glasses of wine and now figure that this was one over my limit. I wasn't staggering but was clearly high and worried that others might notice. I don't know if they did. I talked quite a while with Edward, mary's bf, who seemed to be bent on convincing me he's a good guy and in love with Mary. As if he needed my blessing. He seems particularly enchanted with the fact that he attended culinary school in New York at a cost of $30,000. I don't know why he thinks this is going to mean much to me.

Edward is a nice enough guy but it seemed to me that mary was less than fully attached to him last night. She spent her time mostly talking with others she had not seen in a while. It was nice that her long-time friend Katie could come. Mary and Katie were a set from the time they met in junior high. Their sum was more than their parts and they were incorrigible and extremely funny. They also got heavily into drinking and drugs and hung with a crowd that lost several of its members to overdoses. Mary has seriously straightened, rarely drinks and never does drugs, and has therefore found little in common with people she used to hang with. Still, history is history. For her 24 years she has the stories, she has lived.

A couple of times Edward talked about dancing, wondering if I were going to dance. Why me, I don't know, I didn't think about it. I was not ready to hit the floor where fifties music was playing. The couples seemed to be doing the swing and I haven't learned that one yet! I will, though. It's on the list.

I woke with a headache but now, two tylenols and a couple of cups of coffee later, I seem better. A shower would probably make me completely human again. Elaine and I left the club at about ten. I suspect many others there hung a lot longer, into the wee hours. We're so sensible.

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