This is as close as I’ll come to a post-Oscar party with famous people present. Actually, I don’t think there are local famous people present. Probably most are here for the free pizza. Not me, I hit the pink stuff.
This party welcomes shy folk like me (so funny) who like to hide behind a computer. I am behind mine. I am high on WiFi at the High Noon Saloon.
It’s my first taste of the High Noon. I am a complete ignoramus as to Madison’s east side bar scene. Okay, to any bar scene. People ask me – what bar do you recommend for a night out here in town and I always list one or two that I visited easily five years ago. Next time I will mention the High Noon Saloon because of this party and the free (not tried by me) pizza.
Because my friend is on top of things, we are sitting at the front table. Hundreds crowded around us. We have laptops (free WiFi, remember?). We Look Important.
But really, I know that I am not important. Not more than the person next to me or the person further down. I am no better than the geese who are confused about their time, their place, their surroundings. They stomp along Lake Monona, wondering if there is ice or water beneath them.
confused
