rec. weekend

johnny and i have devised a rigid agenda.

thursday:
-those who arrive will be taken directly from the airport to attempt to obtain a large amount of cheese in a dishonest, though technically legal, manner
-those cheap drinks

friday:
-i will make some food
-the showcase
-high society: high society is formal dress or semi-nude. the theme is to present yourself as if you are a rich person but behave contrarily: bring a bottle of liquor, champagne, wine, cheese, caviar, an ice sculpture, cuban cigars, several flamingos, or arrive in the front lawn of agnes' house driving a motorcycle whose engine has caught fire. no beer allowed, monacles encouraged. that t-shirt with a tuxedo silkscreened does not count.

saturday:
-now we may drink beer.
-bring whatever is in william's suitcase to barton creek. people can arrive as they may, the first to arrive claim a spot. there is a place where you can swim under the water and shot off of a tiny natural waterfall with smooth rocks. also there is an 80 ft. cliff you can jump from if you like to risk your life. i plan to return before sunfall to start working on food
-feast and merriment: kill two chickens who have grown leaner than we had hoped because they only like to eat bugs, thaw a leg of lamb, a goat's back, and pick up the 26 lb. package of meat from the mexican grocery store. vegetarians, you are completely fucked. it is ok, because several vegans have pledged to convert for this day only. the meat should be eaten with rum and slices of fried cassava. i will be working with two other skilled cooks, preparing different types of meat from 8 to 1.
-assume crowd behavior and follow any suggestions yelled out

sunday:
-drop everyone at the airport approximately 15 minutes before their flight departs.
-civil war reenactment