WELCOME TO AN ANNUAL TIME-HONORED TRADITION
Back in high school (or was it shortly after?) my friend Lori took a typing class and needed to do that stuffy exercise known to all typing classes, the formal letter. In an attempt to make the exercise interesting, she inadvertently started a tradition that has lived on many a year (we are now in our 50s). What kind of great, worthy, and time-honored tradition could this possibly be you ask? Why, it’s…
THE LIVING OR DEAD DINNER PARTY!
*The crowd cheers!
This is an imaginary, huge party (a real gala affair) in which you may invite a predetermined number of people from both the dead and living. You must also supply why you would invite said individuals. If you have participated before, we would urge you to refrain from inviting more than two of the same people you invited in previous years. With that in mind, let’s say you can invite 6 people living or dead (2 of whom you may have invited in the past). Let’s give it a go shall we?
I did come to this event last year and invited both of these guys. Controversially Jesus was on both my living and dead list… luckily it just doesn’t matter in this game. I invite Jesus every year because I want to see who shows up. Will the whole Holy Trinity show? Think of how many answers just His presence alone will provide. I suspect He is a party kind of guy. This is the man who turned water to wine in order to keep a party going. My second repeat is my best friend Tseering, of whom unfortunate circumstances have left many still wondering “living or dead?” Also … great guy, loved a party and I would love to see him again. Being that I can hang with the living any time I often find myself with a predominate amount of the deceased on my party list.
Eleanor Roosevelt was an opinionated intellectual with a good heart and didn’t seem to give much of a rat’s ass about what the hate-mongers and negative Nancy’s were pushing at any given time. She is number three.
If the quotation people are to be believed, Albert Einstein had quite a bit of witty repartee and I would bet had a way with a story. And I want to see that hair!
Five and Six are living guys. I think I would invite Jay Baruchel as he portrayed himself in This Is The End. He was smart and adorable and knew how to be happy, but may also be kinda freaky (in a good way) about meeting all those dead people. My last person would probably be Barack Obama. He is pretty funny and doesn’t seem to take himself too seriously in casual situations. He’s smart and can hold his side of a conversation and he can cut a rug.