We left the Llama party, intent on being On Time for our next party: Christy’s 50th Birthday at Riley’s Pub downtown.
On the drive, Gary asked how I knew Christy. For fifteen minutes I gave him what I now call:
The Christory
Christy commented on this blog from the early days. In some odd synchronicity she hired Rachel, who knew me from the BNL Cruise board, which made me feel like a celebrity. Then I went to speak to some of the people on her staff and she and Rachel gave me a life-sized skull that I still keep in my bathroom.
In 2012, she stopped blogging on casachristy.blogspot.com, when Facebook won her over. She friended me, and Gary, and took on all the required reading that friending Gary entails.
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Even though we were delayed fifteen minutes by accident traffic, the party was still going on (any llamas that might have been there before had left).
I was a little worried that I might not recognize her, but then she came up to me and hugged me, and that was wonderful. It was a lovely party, and quite made up for missing the llamas earlier.