First, Some Housekeeping.
Erin, that is not what Gooey Butter Cake should look like. Parts of it tasted good - mainly the parts #3 ate as we drove south to #1's (Catherine's). The brownies I brought were well received, however, so I made up for it.
Part Two: Boobs and Pubes.
Boobs
Let's establish this: Graquel (Friend #6) is black. Graq reprimands me whenever I say "African-American" instead of "black," ("It's too damn long!") so that's the term I'm using. At some point Graq mentioned her tan. Someone (not me, I wasn't paying any attention) laughed at the idea that a black woman could tan.
"I can tan! Here, look at my boobs." (This is when I began paying attention.) "Look, they're white. When I'm naked it looks like I'm wearing a white bikini." She pulled down her top and pushed her boob over her bra.
I was the girl the tan girls used as a baseline in high school, so I rushed over to compare her boob with my truly white scientific control boob. She said something about how someone on her Dad's side was white and her Mom's black, and she attributed her fair boobal skin to that.
If you are looking at the photo above, the left boob is Catherine's -- she's white, fair, red-headed. The right boob is Graq's. Of course, it is possible Catherine has some black ancestry, because when she gets drunk she sounds as street as Graquel does.
I related this later to Gary.
"Gary. It's so odd. Graq's got white boobs."
"Really? I thought black women were the same all over."
"Well, Graq says she's part black and part white."
(Hushed) "Really? She's white from the boobs down?"
Pubes
So, later that evening the talk turned to pubic hair, and I wanted to know if this rogue white gene was reflected anywhere else.
"No," she said, "My pubes are just like my hair on my head."
"That long?" asked Stephanie, who then said something really outrageous about how a dreadlock -- if prepared correctly -- could be used as a convenient tampon.
"Whoa," I thought, "She went there! Would I go there? Doesn't matter; she got there first. I am outpaced!" Stephanie was hilarious.
I Am Outed
Catherine doesn't remember, but she talked a lot about her late cat Sam and got a little weepy. We all admired her new puppy Chloe. I'm trying to trace the conversation to remember how we got on the topic of whether or not I am bi-sexual. I know I did not bring it up. I think Catherine did.
"Ellen, you are bi." Catherine announced.
I immediately turned to 0.75, who is gay. She expressively turned up her hands and shrugged. "Closeted. What have I been telling you?"
"Okay! Okay!" Graquel chimed in. "So, like, if straight is 1, and gay is 5, Ellen is like 3.5."
One would think that, were I bi, during the past 35 years of ornately detailed sexual fantasies a woman would have put in an appearance.
I think this is the most useless information I have ever received, of course, because, what am I going to do about it? Explore? Experiment? If I were curious I could only hope that Gary would die at 100, and then I would be 92 and experiment with this bi-sexuality thing. I could totter on my walker to the lesbian bar and announce I was a virgin.
Actually, I am reminded of James Watt, who referred to his staff as "a black, a woman, two Jews, and a cripple." (And then resigned.) (Someone once won the Central West End Halloween contest dressed as James Watt's staff.) If I get to be the cripple, that would be our GNO.
You are right, I don't remember those things. I do remember the Shades of Graquel however and several other things. I'm so sorry to have brought up Sam, definitly not party conversation! I should not drink Sangria with apple brandy..at least not in such great quantities. I should not lose complete control like that, my apologies. I totally pickled myself. I was so hung over the next day. However, I had a great deal of fun (what I can remember) and it seems everyone else did too, so, good outcome. And, see how much more we now know about each other? Bonding.
And, I thought the gooey butter cake was awesome.
Posted by: Catherine the Red | August 26, 2008 at 07:48 AM
Ok, this is, hands down, the best post I've read ANYWHERE in a long time. It's a good thing no one is in my office yet because I literally laughed out loud for quite a bit when I read, "Really? She's white from the boobs down?" Does Gary even realize his sheer comic genius? It's probably better if he doesn't but WOW. That's quality.
Posted by: Autumn | August 26, 2008 at 08:10 AM
1) Cat - see! Told you EPIC referred to "Shades of Gra...quel".
2) Dang, I feel like Stephanie should get another dollar since her stand up routine is still going!
3) Queen, don't worry...it takes one to know one as far those who outed you. Anyway, this just makes it OK for you to say things like "Green chick is hot." So it's more of a convenience factor.
4) Gra-quel had the best story of the night about her past dating history. She's my heroine.
5) New rule...anyone who takes my hair down MUST give me a head massage. Gold star Friend #3!
Posted by: #0.75 | August 26, 2008 at 08:12 AM
Sigh. I really MUST find some friends. Of course, they probably wouldn't be as fun as these ladies sound.
Posted by: Shania | August 26, 2008 at 08:27 AM
That buttercake looks mothereffing delicious. I bet it's even good with booze.
Posted by: DeeDee and Irma | August 26, 2008 at 07:47 PM
#3 does give the best massages.
I guarantee you all had more fun than I did. I had to make two 4 year old girls apologize to a crowd of people after they beat on a bush and out flew 20 pissed off wasps.
Posted by: Caroline | August 26, 2008 at 09:28 PM
Don't worry, hopefully someday you'll be promoted to 3.75...just like I was! :) Every .25 counts. :)
Ready to borrow L-Word yet? I should have brought it with me...
Posted by: #0.75 | August 26, 2008 at 11:05 PM
Catherine the Red - Oh, I forgot to tell you about when you peed all over the couch. (Kidding!)
Autumn - (Whispers) He doesn't. Dont let him know.
.75 - "She's my heroine" - don't you mean "she's my crack" considering her last husband was a crackhead?
Shania - Graq'a having a pool party Saturday. I bet you'd be welcome to come.
Dee Dee and Irma - It didn;t really go with the Sangria, but thanks.
Caroline - It was the wasps' fault.
.75 - Hah! Worth a second comment!
Posted by: TheQueen | August 27, 2008 at 12:44 AM
Truly top notch GNO! And, Catherine, I have two mosquito bites, so your bug repellant doo-dad didn't work.
Posted by: #3 (since now I'm abbreviated) | August 27, 2008 at 06:34 PM