Party-Thrower Extraordinaire, It sounds like a typical party - or the usual call of your reign - most aren't interested, some don't want to attend, others have to be dragged, still more begged, then enticed: "Come as you are!" But upon seeing me, you cry, Friend! and end by throwing me into the outer darkness. (I thought my purple velvet rags would be perfect wedding attire.) Is it any wonder, Host with the Most, that few want to join in the festivities? Amen.