This years Planning Party has come and gone.
What started out over 10 years ago as a quiet evening at Warnicas or the
Duffys (your guess is as good as mine), a few Gonzos sat around with a
couple diet cokes and wrote a few things on the next years calander,
some woodsie goals to accomplish.
Over the years this has grown into a regular feeding frenzy at the
kennel of Mark Steins (Thanks again, eh!), where the main goal is to
outdo each other in stocking the Pot Lucked table with our best goodies
and then to 'try' and make all that stuff dissappear--we didn't do too
good last night in the latter part--BUT it was real good trying.
During some of these past get togethers we recognized one, or more, of
our peers for some accomplishment or helpful deeds. This year the TAO
Rum Runners Relay Committee decided they would like to 'quietly'
recognize Jerome for his 20 years of dedication on the Organizing
Committee. The quiet part lasted only until the brains started working.
Instantly the word went out-----'ROAST GEEZER'
While, last night may have been one of the funniest couple hours I have
been involved in--other than maybe the Red Dress Chorale and Ann
MacDonalds party--but that's another story.
Our host, never one to shy away from a microphone, played at MC, reading
a little prose from our resident in absence Larry Clement--you could
just see Jerome squirm in the seat as soon as he figured out who these
words were coming from. Over the next 20 minutes we were entertained, as
Mark said a few kind? words and presented a pair of Moose Slippers, with
bells on, a nice (really) poem from our resident poet Nancy
Warnica--bringing tears to eyes.
Gregor then presented, with a lead in (my words but close) 'If you are
too nice a guy to be one, at least you can wear one.' presenting JCB
with his own personal 'dick head.'
This was followed with a 'slide show' presented by Perry of the past 20
Rum Runners Relay years, and some side comments generally on running.
This was the funniest 15 minutes we have had in memory. You will notice
the word I used was 'had' and not 'seen'. That is because the slide show
had no projector, no screen, and no slides.
All Perry had was a little clicker in his hand and, as he pointed to the
blank wall, and as we all looked at the blank wall------MESMORIZED----he
made a few comments of who was in the picture and when/where the scene
was taken..................................and we all could 'really see'
the picture because we had lived them over the years. My jaws are still
All the above being said we did plan a few things, even though now many
are regular events in stone, there are a number of major projects for
next year--see a following email
As I was driving home I looked at my watch and grinned to myself (that
may not be a good sign!), noting it was just around 10:00pm. I still
remember the days (sort of) when that would be the time I would going
out the door to head to the party. Aw, maybe there is a bit of the
Geezer in all of us.