Date:         Tue, 7 Oct 1997 15:55:30 -0500
From: Phanny <corbett@AXA.SLU.EDU>
Subject:      INT: Writers Party - The Arrival

Phanny squints into the sun at the distant cruise ship.  "Look!  I bet
summa the writers are on that ship."

The pigtail macaque blinks large soulful eyes at her and hops slowly
around in the sand.  Phanny takes the critter's hand and continues, "You
know, writers come and go in the oddest ways around here..... I expect
you'll get to see Bugs Bunny even!  Let's go check the transporter again
and see if anyone has materialized yet."

Off they go, the monkey skipping up and down, trying to swing like a kid,
toward the cluster of thatch/woven roofed bungalows.  Phanny picks a large
red flower and puts it in her hair.  The blue, water-printed pareo around
her waist sways, the tiny figures in the gauzy cloth seeming to dance.
She wears nothing above the waist but the phlower, but decides she should
go put on the coconuts-and-twine for arriving guests.

Every bungalow has fresh flowers on the table on a small deck.  Inside are
laptops for each guest, as many will be writing while they vacation and
party here.

Phanny