Being Amused, Part 1
People have been asking me recently how I get into all these parties. The truth is, I don’t really know. Sometimes you luck out and you’re on the list, most of the time you make up something dumb to say. I think all writers should practice their craft by making up a story to tell to a recalcitrant morlock doorman. Things I have said that have gotten me into parties this week.
"I’m not on the guest list."
"I’m on the list plus seven."
"The other party sucked."
"My name is *semi-famous actor who actually told me to use his name to get in.*"
"My name is Sam."
Not even saying a word.
All these have worked, and they didn’t require loads of imagination. Which only proves that I’m not any clearer than you as to how this whole thing works. It just does. And that’s what you get trawling the Internet for education. Rien.
