Well, I got settled and the guests filtered in, sampling the horse douvers.
I was nervous, wondering how this would ever work.
But when it came time for me to speak I stood in front of the hundred-foot-wide TV in the downstairs recreation room with the bar and did my thing.
Thank you for your time. Shuffle the papers.
Any questions? Comments?
Pause. Silence. Thousand one, thousand two.
"Have you seen the video Loose Change?" someone said.
I breathed.
And we were off, talking about conspiracy this and controlled demolition that and had a great time.
Whew.
Marianna, who is a native of Montreal, and used to teach at the Flint performing arts high school, and now is a liturgical music planner for a local Lutheran church, said one of her students was a brother of Osama bin Laden.
Marianna would like to be a freeway blogger, she scoots over toward me on the sofa and confides, but she is afraid of being deported.
I had mentioned during my talk my previous difficulties in getting into Canada. I wonder if I put up a sign against Bush I could get deported to Canada.
No. That's not how it works. You are a dumbshit.
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