18 November 1996

Sticky Nautical Situation

I went to a party on a ship to celebrate "The End of The Year of the Visual Arts." It was a perfect venue for the event, since the old ship lacked any visual art. It did, however, have a functional revolving dance floor. Some of the partygoers danced to the worst disco music of the 1970s, but no one fell over even after lots to drink. Over the years there so many liquids of every description have spilled on the decks that shoes stick to every surface like nails to a magnet.