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we will be arriving in port in a couple of days. i have been invited to another dinner party. i don't feel like going, but it's not for 3 evenings yet, so who the hell knows...by then i might have dinner party fever and be just desperate to party in a very uptight fashion. the amount of consecutive days of being one way or another emotionally in a cycle is shrinking. but at least now i know exactly what's happening when it's happening so there can be some semblance of order up there. i hope in three days i get the dinner party bug, or this is going to be a shitty weekend.
the old bastard who invited us is some wealthy old bastard from guitar city. the place is named so because the mayor, brrAAAAnnehnaannevvwwwaaaIIIIRRRrrvehnanaeeeeAAAIIIInnwowwwwaaaannniinnngggg (who is named after part of a guitar solo he made up) is a fan of electric guitar music. he has so many posters - or so says the wealthy old bastard, Grand Sir Judge Meteor Paisley, who invited me and our shipsjudge, Sir Judge Powerful Trainly. that wealthy old bastard told Sir Judge that the mayor has twelve signed guitars! or guit-boxes as he (the mayor) calls them sometimes for short...or not for short - for different. and also the aforementioned poster collection. he keeps them rolled up in the original factory sealing that they were in when he bought all 1000 of them from the mayor of the neighboring town, New South Textures. they came in a large metal box which came in a large wooden crate that has never been opened so that they can't be damaged. it sits in one of the mayor's poster rooms which has been sealed shut with a wall of reinforced concrete. the mayor of New South Textures, Mike Washington, apparently gave Mayor brrAAAAnnehnaannevvwwwaaaIIIIRRRrrvehnanaeeeeAAAIIIInnwowwwwaaaannniinnngggg a great deal on the collection. they settled at the sum of 25 million planet bucks which is what we call the currency everywhere. each poster is signed by the individual or band it depicts and the entire collection came with a catalogue that mayor brrAAAAnnehnaannevvwwwaaaIIIIRRRrrvehnanaeeeeAAAIIIInnwowwwwaaaannniinnngggg made photocopy duplicates of and posted in a display case outside the room that they are sealed in. he had the original catalogue assassinated. i can't wait to see the duplicates of the pictures of the posters in the greatest poster collection on all of planet!
but first, the dinner party. i heard there are to be 15 other guests at the old bastard's manor, all of whom will have rich and extremely varied back stories. i made sure of that before agreeing to go, so as not to be bored. Sir Judge assured me that all 15 were picked based on a mathematical formula of dissimilarity and not to worry. he also reminded me that even if it was a party of 15 cloned sheep, my not showing up would result in irreparable diplomatic damage due to the fact that the small island city has suprising clout geopolitically, as it controls a vast amount of vibrantly teeming and developable ocean areas. some of these areas feature great under-sea theme parks which we definitely want to check out.
the old bastard who invited us is some wealthy old bastard from guitar city. the place is named so because the mayor, brrAAAAnnehnaannevvwwwaaaIIIIRRRrrvehnanaeeeeAAAIIIInnwowwwwaaaannniinnngggg (who is named after part of a guitar solo he made up) is a fan of electric guitar music. he has so many posters - or so says the wealthy old bastard, Grand Sir Judge Meteor Paisley, who invited me and our shipsjudge, Sir Judge Powerful Trainly. that wealthy old bastard told Sir Judge that the mayor has twelve signed guitars! or guit-boxes as he (the mayor) calls them sometimes for short...or not for short - for different. and also the aforementioned poster collection. he keeps them rolled up in the original factory sealing that they were in when he bought all 1000 of them from the mayor of the neighboring town, New South Textures. they came in a large metal box which came in a large wooden crate that has never been opened so that they can't be damaged. it sits in one of the mayor's poster rooms which has been sealed shut with a wall of reinforced concrete. the mayor of New South Textures, Mike Washington, apparently gave Mayor brrAAAAnnehnaannevvwwwaaaIIIIRRRrrvehnanaeeeeAAAIIIInnwowwwwaaaannniinnngggg a great deal on the collection. they settled at the sum of 25 million planet bucks which is what we call the currency everywhere. each poster is signed by the individual or band it depicts and the entire collection came with a catalogue that mayor brrAAAAnnehnaannevvwwwaaaIIIIRRRrrvehnanaeeeeAAAIIIInnwowwwwaaaannniinnngggg made photocopy duplicates of and posted in a display case outside the room that they are sealed in. he had the original catalogue assassinated. i can't wait to see the duplicates of the pictures of the posters in the greatest poster collection on all of planet!
but first, the dinner party. i heard there are to be 15 other guests at the old bastard's manor, all of whom will have rich and extremely varied back stories. i made sure of that before agreeing to go, so as not to be bored. Sir Judge assured me that all 15 were picked based on a mathematical formula of dissimilarity and not to worry. he also reminded me that even if it was a party of 15 cloned sheep, my not showing up would result in irreparable diplomatic damage due to the fact that the small island city has suprising clout geopolitically, as it controls a vast amount of vibrantly teeming and developable ocean areas. some of these areas feature great under-sea theme parks which we definitely want to check out.
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