"the" Mrs. Astor

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Ah, where does the time go? Karaoke night here, fetish night there; it makes the typically slow summer nights slip by fast, greased by bottles of alcohol.

And, speaking of being greased with alcohol, the relentless Thomas Barker has planned another fundraiser for SOBAP, the struggling AIDS agency with little government help. SOBAP focuses on prevention and education and, unlike other "charitable" organizations, doesn't operate from a fancy office or pay itself fancy salaries; they struggle along with the help of people like Thomas Barker. In his second effort for SOBAP, Barker has again recruited the town's bars and the generosity of Absolut vodka to assure that 100% of every dollar donated goes to the organization and, that is a remarkable achievement in the world we live in here. His three-day extravaganza should tickle the feathers of the town's party people and benefit a good cause.

Good, old Barker; if he's not raising money for SOBAP, he's doing it for Equality Florida and if he's not raising a glass of Grey Goose at the opening night of a new promoter, he's passed out at brunch. When it comes to drinking, you couldn't hire a more well-trained professional (and, those organizations couldn't find a more dedicated professional).


At 11:39 PM, Blogger Countess Bedelia said...

Wish I could be there. I hope they raise a bundle of cash.

The Countess who is resting...

At 11:52 PM, Blogger "the" Mrs. Astor said...

According to my spies, you were run out the Berkshires by a mob of peasants carrying pitchforks and torches.


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