I’m having a dinner party! I hope you’ll come. Please feel free to bring a guest or two, there’s plenty of room. I’ll seat you to my right, as all guests of honor should be. Mr.Hemingway is on your left. I hope you don’t mind the cigar smoke. And I think across from him we’ll seat Lucille Ball. Jerry Garcia can anchor the opposite end of the table. How does that sound? I’m not sure of the exact seating yet, but I know my friend GG will be there and I’m sure she’ll bring Carl Sagan. I think I’ll put him next to Maya Angelou. I hope Stephen King will accept. I’ll put him across from Carl and they can talk about shit weasels and other alien life forms. ‘Tis the season for all things spooky, after all. Next I’ll invite Muriel Pritchett and Macon Leary from Ann Tyler’s The Accidental Tourist. They’ve entertained me so often over the years, I’d be remiss in not returning the favor. In fact, I’ll invite the whole Leary clan. I’ll also be inviting a couple of the Real Housewives of New York to keep things lively. Hmmm let’s see. I think we’ll need another rock star-really, one can never have too many rock stars. Well, perhaps one can, but what the heck. How about Bruce Springsteen? Janis Joplin? Yes, she’ll do. I’m inviting Alice Waters and I hope she’ll bring an appetizer. Josephine Baker will definitely get an invite. I hope she doesn’t bring her leopard. I’m putting George Carlin in between those two, and Erica Jong just across the way. And let’s invite an artist, too, but not Van Gogh, this isn’t the right event for him. How about Andy Warhol, Georgia O’Keefe, or Louise Nevelson? Or all of them? And Annie Leibovitz? And Diane Keaton? Okay, with my guests plus whoever you bring, this is starting to sound like a night to remember!
So who are you bringing?