Party On Garth… and Leroy, by Michael Davis – Straight No Chaser #125

July 10, 2009 Michael Davis 0 Comments

I love a good party.

Man, DO I L O V E a good party!

I won’t take this opportunity to plug my forthcoming book, Everything you always wanted to know about black people but are afraid to ask..

But black people and white people define ‘party’ different.

OK, let me qualify that statement before I get a few dozen comments on that declaration.

Ready?

In MY opinion white people and black people define ‘party’ differently.

In the white definition a party has, booze, booze, some more booze and maybe a guy sitting at a piano taking requests. Think 1950’s movie where the hostess comes in and sits or leans on the piano bench and someone says; “Hey Sally how about a song?” Right about then the entire room joins in the demand and Sally reluctantly answers the call with a voice that sounds like she could be on Broadway…but in the film she’s just a simple housewife married to Rock Hudson.

Housewife, married to Rock Hudson…way to easy.

Oh Hell, I can’t resist…here’s the 2009 plot for a 1950’s era film…

Sally (Doris Day) is married to Tom (Rock Hudson) and they are having some problems. It seems that Tom never wants to make ‘whoopee’ with Sally and he spends a great deal of time with someone named Pat, behind Sally’s back. Sally thinks the problem is another woman…BOY is she happy when she finds out that Pat is another man!!

The movie is called ‘Pat from behind.’

Hey I told you, way to easy.

At a ‘black’ party first and foremost there is a dance floor and a DJ. Now to be fair some white parties have a dance floor, but for some reason white people like ‘live bands.’

Let me be very clear on this subject…

LIVE BANDS SUCK TO DANCE TO.

That brings me to MY parties at Comic Con. When I throw a party you best come to…

P A R T Y.

That means dance, drink, and dance, dance DANCE! There will be plenty of opportunity to get some Marvel Comics Editor in a corner and talk about The Hulk. But mainly it’s to have a great time and dance your ass off!

Most Comic Con parties will have a LOT of alcohol, very little if any dancing and a great many of these conversations ‘I think the Hulk can beat Superman…’

Ugh.

Soooooo when I see you (and I hope I do) at my party on the Saturday night of the convention I hope to see you shake a tail feather and just let go. We can talk about rater the Hulk can beat Superman another time!

BTW-Superman would beat the shit out of the Hulk, so now that-that’s settled we can just dance.