Monday, October 16, 2006

One Glass


I would like you to meet Kyle, The Buyer of Magically Refilling Wine.

Kyle appears with me in Formerly SuperSecretDoubleProbation Project with his deep and brave and haunting essay "You Shall Go Out With Joy and Be Led Forth With Peace." We are in charge of keeping the states of Ohio and Florida under control; he grew up in one and moved to the other, and just about the time he departed, I was taking his place in The Swamp. Writers, we do stuff like that for each other.

Kyle and I met at the Formerly SuperSecret Double Probation Project Reading. None of us ate very much beforehand, because we were pretty much on the verge of total spewage, and also what there was to eat was New York-style pizza, which, I'm sorry, is essentially a puddle of grease and pepper on flatbread. Where I come from, okay, your pizza should not contain more liquid than the eight-ounce, $89.95 cup of pop you got on the side.

So after the reading we were 1) hungry 2) wonderfully destressed 3) exhausted, so the proper thing to do was to pump us full of alcohol.

Note that the darts are nowhere to be found. They knew better than to leave us alone in a room with hurlable pointy objects.

Kyle brought me a small bottle of wine, apologizing because it had a twist-off cap, but at point I was all "IT'S FROM GRAPES" and took it anyway. I poured myself a glass, and wandered around being angst-filled and talking writer stuff, and set it down when I was done, very sad that the wine had gone away, and then I went back to our table to fiddle with my camera, and- there it was! More wine! Right in the little bottle! I had forgotten all about it! And so I poured myself a glass.

(Repeat.)

(Repeat.)

would you like a drink of pizza at: mb@blondechampagne.com

9 comments:

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Josh The Pilot said...

So this is what you do when you run off to New York by yourself... anybody think I'm asking for trouble getting involved with this girl? ;-)

mike, who pretends to be a writer said...

It's okay, Josh . . . Kyle is a writer. :)

Anonymous said...

Do you REALLY not like NY Pizza? I'm amazed. I moved to FL from NY 4 years ago & I'm still going through pizza withdrawal! For shame girl. Maybe you need more wine. (p.s. The trick is to let it drain first ;-)

MB said...

Oh, I could always use more wine! I know... I tried... but I like my pizza like I like my movies: doughy with lots and lots of cheese.

my kidz mom said...

nuthin but Chicago deep dish pizza, MB, a veritable slice o'heaven

red pill junkie said...

You were definitely the only one who had the decency to dress properly for the event. Or maybe that's the hip thing for a twenty-something writer: show up for the lecture like you don't give a rat's ass...that or everyone but you had their bags lost at the airport.

Jenib said...

You know, I really like your hair like that...

MB said...

Thanks, J. Of course, it only took two and a half hours to achieve this.

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