As I type, the Marx Brothers caterers are downstairs setting up for the Ski Boy's law office Winter Party. The doings get underway at 7:00 PM.
However, I'll only be here for the first few minutes of the party. You see, as a result of a scheduling mixup on my part, I didn't realize that tonight was also the night that the Julliard String Quartet with Heinz Holliger (the world's greatest oboist) would be performing.
Augh!!! I thought the concert was tomorrow night. The Fuzz Ball Slat Rat strikes again.
Anyhoo, I'll scurry off a few minutes after 7:00 PM to the concert. I'll stay for the first half, come home for the tail end of our party.
And in yet another example of what a small town Anchorage is: After our party, Peter and I will, literally, walk next to door to Carol and Blake's for the after concert party for the String Quartet and Holliger. It will be a busy evening - and our cul de sac is going to be packed with cars.
And as the ultimate small town example - the head honcho Marx Brothers caterer downstairs in our kitchen, is Phil's girlfriend!!!!!
5:26:56 PM 
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