There was a lot of food and alcohol in the living room, and the place was appropriately decorated. (I noticed the disco ball was spinning outside.) I heard several songs by singers who were alive. When Tom Petty came on, I asked Tracie what the deal was. "I decided to play all kinds of music."
I asked one woman if she was Wendy O. Williams. She asked who that was. I said, "A punker from the Plasmatics who wore black tape over her nipples and blew things up. She ended up killing herself."
I'd never seen someone so thrilled by such news. She said, "Now I know who I am!" She filled out a nametag and said, "I just threw this stuff on. I didn't know what to do, but this looked like a rocker. Thanks for telling me who I am."
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