Crack Reporter’s Glugg Party in Rich’s Rooftop Palace

Cute kids, football players, dynamic blondes in real estate crowd Rich’s pad

Celia Farber concocts “glogg” on the spot to enhance Holiday cheer

Toy Santa marches up ladder, Giants thrash New Orleans as our party virtually drinks on the field

This inveterate partygoer rolled over to the Upper West Side last night at the invitation of famed investigative reporter Celia Farber to one of the sturdiest old apartment buildings in Manhattan in the eighties for a fine Christmas glogg and football party at Chris’s penthouse bachelor pad with its 50 inch flat HD screen on which football played all afternoon and evening and Sam, a pit bull almost the size of a St Bernard, rested quietly in a large bird cage on the floor, safe from humans of the smaller variety of which two were present in the early phase of the party. The parents chatted about how the school on 85th Street is the one dissonant note in an area which all is harmony, fecundity and parental love, since the kids attending there are becoming rowdy and have taken to making remarks as strollers pass by in the street.

Amid the glowing Christmas decorations which festooned the shelves in bright red and green and blue bulbs a knee high toy ladder was placed on the floor on which a small Santa Claus marched up and then marched down all by itself,while in the kitchen further supplies of a Swedish recipe for Christmas punch was being brewed up and bottled by Celia, continuing a Swedish family tradition handed down through the centuries, a drink which you could also take home if you liked for future festive imbibing in the wine bottles she was filling and labeling “Sod lul! Ulla’s Glogg: Authentic Recipe Handed down through generations — Serve hot with blanched almonds and love — Burgundy wine vodka cognac honey (something else faded into illegibility) sugar cloves cinnamon oranges.” [spoiler title=”(Click to continue)” open=”0″ style=”1″]

The secret of sales success

This rare item priced at one Andrew Jackson a throw could have departed at an even higher rate if Celia had remembered to inform guests of the possibility before they came without the requisite species, but Celia happens to be one of the most talented wordsmiths in the nation and it is a known fact that the higher the literary quality of output the less motivated an author is to engage in the relatively mundane process of actual selling, since the feeling is that fine writing sells itself, and no writer worth her salt likes to engage in the business of hawking product. That is what agents are for. Luckily however she had invited Abdul, a robust gentleman from Senegal, who though inclined to a more creative pursuit had had to resort to selling thousand dollar suits at Brooks Brothers for the moment, at least, and was willing to share his hard gained expertise. We asked him what the secret was to success in clothing sales and recorded the answer on video (see second video at end of strips). He said – and Gina agreed – that the secret was to tell them how fabulous they look.

Meanwhile while admiring what appeared to be the most delightful one year old on the Upper West Side we chatted to Barbi, the dynamic blonde mother of Spence, the seven year old who was as equally modest and charming as the babe, who explained that after her divorce she had been obliged to take employment currently in an office selling the services of an Australian limousine service called Mango to stars of stage, screen and the corporate hierarchy, which after being in jobs in show business was she said a bit more difficult to reconcile with her motherly responsibilities. But as a supremely good saleswoman she was confident she could sell bottles of Celia’s branded “Ulla’s Glogg” to a teetotaler.

When goal kicks go in the wrong direction

By this time the room was full of dynamic blondes and robust men who looked as if they had all been footballers in their youth, and all kept their eye on the game on the vast screen as the New York Giants thrashed New Orleans, which was easy to keep up with even as one was carrying on a conversation because it was almost as if the entire party was on the field with the players, although it must be admitted that the overwhelming HD screen expanse also had the odd effect of actually making the players seem less realistic, in a sense, because they were so excruciatingly well defined, far better in fact than in real life.

We chatted to Chris who is an important figure now in sports and concert production (“I gave away four tickets to this game!” he told us) having played tight end in his earlier days, when he was the designated kicker for his team, apparently a reliable one, since when we asked him if his kick had ever gone awry he told us no, he could remember only one time, when a high wind had toppled the ball before his foot could reach it and it had gone sideways. The referee had insisted against his indignant protest that it didn’t need to be repeated. His most memorable positive sports achievement was in baseball, he said, when he had batted a ball so powerfully that it had risen up and over the heads of the crowd to hit the scoreboard smack in the middle with a resounding crash that had echoed round the stadium.

Two hundred friends on the roof

We also chatted to another of the dynamic blondes, Colby, who came with Gina, both also talented in marketing. Colby was the one it turned out who had rescued the pitbull from an animal shelter and given it to Rich, our tall, athletic host. She informed us that she liked to keep her own apartment clean and clear even of books, for although she had read many, once she had done so she made sure she gave them to a suitable friend. By comparison Rich’s cosy hideaway might have seemed a little crowded especially with so many guests but outside it boasts an enormous rooftop patio in two directions, broad enough to accommodate two hundred. That’s about how many people turn up to his summer festivities, he said, and “I don’t have two hundred friends!”

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