{"id":9458,"date":"2013-03-24T19:46:11","date_gmt":"2013-03-25T03:46:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.godammit.com\/?p=9458"},"modified":"2013-03-24T19:46:11","modified_gmt":"2013-03-25T03:46:11","slug":"beatles-party","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/godammit.com\/beatles-party\/","title":{"rendered":"Beatles Party"},"content":{"rendered":"

As you can easily see, I was Baby<\/em> from the song “Baby’s in Black<\/strong><\/a>.” \u00a0I am even wearing a bib that says ‘Mommy Loves Me.’ Please note that I’m wearing a flared satin evening coat; I am not really that fat. \u00a0It was pointed out to me that I could also be the title character of “Lady Madonna<\/strong><\/a>.” Thus, I \u00a0unwittingly achieved a double Beatles reference!<\/p>\n

Anyway, \u00a0it was a uniquely entertaining evening on the grounds of a stunning mansion, Beatles\u00a0karaoke blasting, baby-boomers mingling and asking each other stupidly: “Who are you supposed to be?”<\/p>\n

We were advised to bring our own liquor, so we brought a bottle of white wine someone had given us for some occasion. We added it to a large group of bottles near the pool area. A lady walked up and asked: “Is there any good wine here?” I told her, “We just brought this, you are welcome to have some!” She looked at our bottle and shook her head in disgust, remarking “No, that is not a good wine.” After she left, my husband and I shared a moment of stunned delight at encountering such a rude bitch.<\/p>\n

Much later, my husband pointed out a person in the distance and said “You have to check out those pants, they’re printed with the Maharishi<\/strong><\/a>!”<\/p>\n

Look at these fucking pants and scream WHAT THE HELL?!?<\/p>\n

$\"Maharishi$ <\/a><\/p>\n

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I \u00a0stopped the pants-wearer, who was pleased to explain how she got them. You can take any picture to Wallgreens and they will make you a pair of pants with a pattern of your image!<\/p>\n

Obviously, I fell in love with this wonderful woman. My heart went clunk. Isn’t she lovely? She even asked if I was an artist, which was so flattering. I had to explain, “No, I am nothing.” But still, I think I have made a new friend, and the pleasure in connecting reminded me that in certain moments, life is\u00a0almost\u00a0worth living.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"