I Was First To Arrive, Monkette Was Pissed

As a photographer I got in the habit of getting places on time or even a bit early. Monkette didn't want to go to a party at a bayside restaurant where everybody would be drinking. She really can't hold her booze. Later when she looked at the photos she noticed that there was a yellow toy bear on an adjoining table. It isn't very often that she gets to go a party with other toy animals, but she really blew it this time. She'd stayed home.

Schmoozing With The Candidate

There was an immediate rapport between Monkette and Bonnie, total and complete! They really seemed to hit it off together.

I decided to circulate a bit. There were people there that I hadn't seen in awhile and people there that I'd just love to see again, but Monkette would never forgive me for dating a thirty year old chick! I decided it best to just stay away from the wine. I don't handle any sort of booze too well. It's bad enough just wandering around town with a toy monkey at my age! I'm not all that sure that I could get away with it being drunk too.

Monkette was intrigued with the diversity of folks we met, for the most part a younger crowd than we usually run into at these functions. In the background is a surgeon still in scrubs, on his way home from the hospital, but for the most part the guys were dressed in jeans and shirts (and a yarmulke or two) with only one guy in suit and tie. The ladies were a bit more formal in their attire, mostly skirts and dresses with heels. Pants on women seems to be a thing of the past.