5.21.06

Category: dribblings

the server has been down but mr. fleegan says he’s fixed it now so let’s see how it goes. fleegancentral is also up and running.

on friday i  was painting the community room at the Holy House and at 2pm some of the oldsters have their coffee klatch. usually someone will bring a cake or brownies or whathaveyou, and they drink coffee and eat a snack and basically just socialize. it’s cute.

here’s the set up: people are wandering in one by one.  i’m painting, so i’ve my back to them and can’t tell who is talking to who. also, mr. rains brought the cake, and he’s not in the room. this is important.
i’ve color coded the people ‘cos i don’t know all their names.

who brought the cake?

i don’t know. who brought the cake?

i did!

this coffee smells great.

i’ll take mine with cream.

who made the cake?

we don’t know.

i did!

has anyone read Never Been a Southern Girl? (i can’t actually remember the title, but it sounded something like that)

no.

this coffee smells good.

hey everybody! who brought cake?

i did!

it’s about this girl who moves to Dallas, Texas.

this cake is great! thanks to whoever brought it.

and she’s lived there for 15 years.

i made the cake! ha ha!

hi ladies. oh good, there’s some cake. it looks delicious! who made it?

and she’s mad ‘cos the women’s club never invited her to one of their meetings the whole time she’s lived there.

she made it.

no, i didn’t.

you said you did.

i thought she brought it.

who me?

didn’t you make it?

so then they invite her to a meeting and they tell her that she can bring the chicken salad.

i thought Carol made it.

i didn’t make it!

Estelle, do you need more coffee?

and she makes chicken salad but she uses the dark meat.

Estelle, would you like some more coffee?

Estelle, honey, he’s talking to you.

ESTELLE! *waves hand in her face* would you like MORE COFFEE?

NO!

so they kick her out for using the dark meat.

what a pretty cake. who made it?

Carol made it, you want some?

but i didn’t make it. who made it?

that coffee and cake really hit the spot.

i just want coffee. but the cake looks good.

thanks for the cake, whoever made it.

it wasn’t me.

it was me!

was it?

no.

this happens everyday at the Holy House at 2pm. how awesome is that? is like “Who’s on first?” but with old people and cake.

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