Getting a little tingly about Andy’s party tomorrow night. We’re so well-stocked with sustenance items and libations, I almost feel ashamed. Hope the weather’s nice. Need to create a preparation schedule, a loose framework for doing things: making the brownies, ensuring the punch is properly chilled, trays of finger food, cleaning up the back porch, stocking plenty of ice. Andy is going shopping with Jeremy for a party outfit tomorrow. While I plan to wear a simple and comfy combo of grey t-shirt and soft canvas trousers, Andy is sticking with his pledge to wear gold lame (accent grave) … or at least some sort of a gold sequiny jacket. He needs something like the magic outfit that Malcolm McDowell wears in “O Lucky Man!”