Monday, January 27, 2003

The parties at Andy’s house

The parties at Andy’s house are always gustatory and cultural gorgefests.  You get that many smart people that narcotized on brisket and beer and something that sounded funny at first is still gonna sound funny later on.  At one point we were chopping up leeks for the grill and were thinking that the hot tub didn’t have one of those cute signs suggesting that people not relieve themselves in it.  In deference to the Berkeley gormet liberal free-love attitude prevalent at that very moment, it was suggested, “We don’t chop shallots in your toilet; please don’t take leeks in our hot tub.”