Showing posts with label shipmates. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shipmates. Show all posts

Thursday, July 31, 2003

CAYA; Persian Splendor


. . . When we last left our heroes, they were reclined in Persian splendor beneath leafy artificial star light; satiated by the offerings of the ghetto's finest cuisine and feasting on the pirated sounds of our favorite contemporary poets. Bur fear not my bonny shipmates on this voyage through the cosmos, the story does not there end . . .
For yes, Cocktail Hour is on for this Friday night, and you too are invited to join us for a moment of pause and repose as we toast the passing of another week and ring in the promise of the weekend with our own special brand of alchemy and fellowship. The doors at 2107 Hearst will be open at 7:30pm. Your presence is our pleasure. As always, please feel free to stop by for a quickie en route to your chosen Friday venue, or . . . to linger indefinitely.
Yours,
Greg

Thursday, August 22, 2002

CAYA; Solid Ground and Protected Harbors


Dear 'Las Soles'
A drab and dreary Thursday indeed. But, fret not for Friday evening hangs patiently on the horizon with promises of bright smiles on friendly faces in cozy digs. Persevere my bonny shipmates, solid ground is sited and your protected harbor awaits.

Yeeeees, Cocktail Hour is on for tomorrow night and you and yours are invited to recreate in the highest quality of company at your local Haberdashery. Cocktails will be served at 7:30pm. Please feel free to stop by for a momentary pause on route to your evening's distraction of choice or to settle in for a prolonged exploration of the evening's trivial pursuits. Remote wishes and toasts of solidarity are always appreciated.

Yours,
Greg