aster

so, i've been invited to a party by a new-agey girl i know. i'm a little wary. she's really into "spiritual communities," although no one is sure what that means exactly. i already skipped out on one party she had earlier this year that featured a "hawaiian manifestation ritual" (?), a "sharing circle" (where people were supposed to tell stories about, uh, "wholeness") and the most frightening thing of alla vegan potluck.

some friends of mine have been asked to DJ at this next party, which is being held in a cabin just out of town. initially, we were asked to wear costumes and outlandish outfits in a playful, burningman kind of way. ok...i like costumes, i'm down with that, i have an open mind, etc., but now the organizers have decided that the theme is going to be ELVES. yes, elves. why? because they believe in sustainable living and elves live sustainably. right. except elves don't EXIST...

apparently, it was brought up that "uh, you know, i don't think 'elves' is going to resonate with everybody," but most of them were unconcerned about that, and so elves it is. the closest thing i have in the closet is a disintegrating tooth fairy costume from five halloweens ago.

anyway, i've decided to go, because if i don't, i'll always wonder. friends have been supportive. the ever-pervy lumpboy suggested i try to get some very unvegan action in the woods. i responded, "i am not fucking a hobbit and an elf while dressed in a fairy costume." cindy and sheri suggested i go dressed as Elvis and look surprised when i get there: "but i always spell it e-l-v-e-s! you know, from m-e-m-p-h-e-s!"