Wednesday, June 14, 2006

15 minutes = laughs for a lifetime

So...a few weeks back I hit the tdot for a little R&R family 'n friends kick. Well needed and well deserved, to say the least. I'll refrain from talking about my corporate "issues" online, because well, as a friend of mine has lived to tell, it can bite you in the ass!

My BF Dax was kind enough to host a little soiree to celebrate spring, their new swank balcony furniture and who's kidding who here...me! Thanks by the way dude, as per...it was a blast!

Quickly friends began to arrive, donning butts, beers and champagne, like the good ol' days and excitedly I began to catch up with fond stories and memories gone by. I was a little daunted to learn that to some from my highschool days, I am fondly, or pathetically, remembered as "The Bat Girl" after having survived an episode of 'guys gone mad on crack with bats', a quick hospital jaunt and a cupie 100 T3s later, I live to tell. But has become rather light hearted and humerous a mere 13 years later.

In walks Scarbs...one of my favourite people on earth, she really is - blunt, hysterical and as many have witnessed, a damn good author. Immediately we pick up where we left off, and within minutes we are entranced in getting all "caught up". Yeah Yeah, I run now and how did you know I'm a size 5? You check my 7s label? But truthfully, it ain't the sea wall babes, it's the water! That seasalt runs right through ya!

A myseterious static sound peaked my hearing as it clicked incessantly over the music and laugther that filled Daxi's warm and welcoming living room. And within moments, just like in the movies people, slow motion and everything the words "Your hair is on fire" came out of a fellow partier's mouth and all around people leapt for Scarbs' head! For some strange instinctive reason, I chose to reach right for her burning hair and, while locked eyes with Dax who was standing behind Scarbs at the kitchen sink, scouring the sink no doubt, we collectively patted down her head and reassured her that it really was not that bad.

And that was only in the first 15 minutes! I haven't even gotten to random exciting announcements and the Matty dance...WHO could possibly forget the Matty dance...

And that's what memories and friendships are all about...did I use the word "random" correctly? I'm so old...

2 Comments:

At 12:46 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

FIRSTLY I MUST APPOLOGISE FOR CONTACTING YOU LIKE THIS MATE!
BUT OM AN EARLIER POST OF YOURS YOU MENTIONED SIRI JORDAN.
ME AND A MATE TRAVELED TO GERMANY IN 1992 AND STAYED WITH HER AT HER MUMS HOUSE AND WERE GOOD FREINDS UNTIL WE LOST CONTACT.
I WAS JUST WONDERING IF THIS WAS THE SAME PERSON?
SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN ABOUT 22-23 YEARS OLD OF GERMAN ORIGIN AND SPOKE EXCELLENT ENGLISH.
JUST ONE LAST THING WHY WAS SHE STANDING BY A POP MACHINE?
CHEERS
MART
OOPS! EMAIL AT martinthechef@ntlworld.com
IF YOU CAN HELP

 
At 1:19 PM, Blogger TransientTales said...

Sorry Mart! Not the same Siri...that would have just made the world a little too small! :) Cheers!

 

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