auction items

April 20, 2002

Today's Reading
Birds of Heaven: Travels with Cranes by Peter Matthiessen, Red Poppies by Alai

This Year's Reading
2002 Book List

An earthquake woke me up around 7:00 this morning: 5.1 on the Richter scale, centered in Plattsburgh, NY. It knocked a fan off the window sill. At first I thought Wilbur had jumped up there and knocked the fan down, but he was sound asleep next to me. Aren't cats supposed to feel earthquakes before people do?

Tonight's the big night for MRFRS: The FurrBall, biggest fund raiser of the year. I usually don't go because it is very crowded and I get panicky in crowds. This year I decided to force myself to go. It was crowded. I sweat profusely and shook like a leaf but eventually got over it.

Anyway, the FurrBall is an auction - both silent auction items and a live auction. The auctioneer was this white-haired woman who just exuded power an command. Nancy and I both found her extremely attractive (hey, it's OK for me to look - especially if my girlfriend is looking too.). The celebrity guest holding up the auction items was Mrs. Massachusetts. She wore a very low-cut dress and every time she lifted up an item she'd fall out of it. She kept repositioning her beauty queen sash to cover herself but wasn't totally successful.

Despite my resolve not to spend a lot of money, I saw this frog lamp I just had to have. Hmmm, I should take a picture of it so readers can see how magnificent it is. Anyway, I kept bidding until everybody else stopped and the lamp is now mine. I also bid on a collection of antique post cards of Newburyport in the silent auction and was the high bidder on that too. The cats got lots of my money tonight, but they deserve it.

We left the Elks hall to the sound of spring peepers. That kind of goes with the frog lamp.