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Who’s Coming to Dinner?

I have an interesting question: If you were throwing a dinner party and you could invite anyone at all, who would you have?

Our dining room table has eight chairs so that leaves six free for guests. I’ve been thinking about it for a while and here’s my first draft of who and why :

1) Shelagh Rogers – I’ve listened to her on the radio for 15 years and have always wanted to meet her. An interviewer would be an excellent conversationalist.

2) Clint Eastwood – He’s been an actor, a director, and the mayor of his hometown. The man is well rounded and I think he would be interesting to talk to. Also, every dinner party needs a movie star.

3) Mr. Graham – He was my high school math teacher. Mr. Graham was one of those teachers that made you look forward to going to class and he’s a large part of why I ended up in Math at Waterloo.

4) Lauren Graham – She would ensure that there would be no awkward moments of silence because she talks constantly. And, she’s a good poker player so if dinner eventually turned into a poker party we’d be all set.

5) Mike Rowe – The man has had more jobs than almost anyone on the planet, plus he’s just plain funny.

6) Jean Chrétien – Because every dinner party needs a crazy old french guy!

I’d be interested to know who you would invite to supper. Please leave a comment.

In a future instalment I’ll list the dead people I would invite to supper.

The Cat Came Back

I think I have a cat. Or rather I think a cat has me. I’ll try to be clearer.

Three times in the last two months I have come home to find a freshly dead bird on my front step. The first time (robin) I didn’t think too much of it, the second time (another robin) I thought something might be up, and now after the third time (a woodpecker) I’m fairly sure there’s a neighbourhood cat leaving me presents.

Lets go back in time a little bit. Last year about this time when I would come home from the theatre there was a grey cat named Dante (I know this because he has a name tag on his collar) hanging around my side door. A couple of times he followed me into the house and I had to toss him back out. I’ve seen him around a couple times lately so I can only assume it’s him trying to win my favour with these presents.

I’m not really a cat person so I think I’ll just ignore him for a while longer and see if he finds someone else to try to move in with.

I’ll keep you posted.