y human writer has introduced me to a new ritual called 'The Tupperware Party". Apparently she's decided to sell it. When I ask why, she says writers don't make much money. Who knew?
Here's how it went. She passes around a plastic bowl full of plastic gadgets. Everyone takes one and squeals in delight. She then shows them how to prepare chips and salsa using a plastic machine that doesn't use electricity, and she puts it all in plastic bowls. Everyone says things like 'ooh' and 'ahhh.' They drink jello shooters from plastic shot glasses and pass around plastic bowls and sandwich keepers. More interesting noises. Everyone orders some, and guess how they pay? You guessed it. Plastic.
You people have come a long way from clay urns and metal coins.
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