…or you just need five gay men, left-over party snacks and generous amounts of wine and mixed drinks.
Last night, Fred had some friends over to watch Valley of the Dolls. Two others were supposed to come (Mike and Roger both bailed for work reasons), so it ended up being Fred, Randy, Marin, Greg (Fred’s friend) and me.
The original plan was to eat the party left-overs (from Saturday) and then get some Thai take-out. What ended up happening was we ate left-overs exlusively. That means a nutritious dinner consisting of crackers, cheese, M&M’s, tortilla chips and salsa.
And great company.
Unfortunately, (or should I say fortunately) not much attention was paid to this most horrible of horrible movies; Valley of the Dolls. Even the camp factor wasn’t enough to keep our attention. Mostly, we all just proceeded with our own conversations and the DVD played in the background (the vivid colors grabbed our attention here and there, of course).
In fact, by the end of the film, Randy had fallen asleep. Maybe if we had all taken some dolls (speed, perhaps?) we’d have appreciated the film more?
Anyway, tonight I’m going to have to finish packing since I’ll be crashing at Randy’s place tomorrow night so we can share the cab to the airport bright and early on Saturday morning. YIKES – I guess this means it’s really happening.
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