Party time.

I wondered, “How many people I could possibly know?” I ran this stupid ad in The Twin Cities Reader (part of a trade-out

for work I was doing for them). To be on the safe side, I did hire a bouncer. Almost 300 people showed up. Totally stupid.

If you know me, you’re invited to my house for a party Friday night, August the 11th.

The bathtub was

filled with bottles of Ripple Red wine.

Water coolers were

filled with white wine spritzers

(remember this was the ’70s).

If You Know Me

THIRD QUARTER 1978