h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Thanks BB

*takes a sip of and immediately sneezes*

Ooops, always makes me sneeze.

You might not have seen me - I'm just new here.

Bless you!
Well, thanks for joining us here - hope you're enjoying the party!
(Hmm... this reminds me of a classic Peter Sellers film, but we don't have an elephant here yet...)

<BB<

* floats in, takes the drink that Jeremy offered him, downs it - and flies backwards out of the room like a *

That was "The Party", details at

One of the greatest Blake Edwards movies ever !!

"Hrundi V. Bakshi."
"Pardon?"
"That's what my name is called."

Cheers to Peter Sellers!!

*Appears behind the bar*

Where'd this party spring up from? Right, who wants a drink?

Me! Another bag of please! Hic!

Someone mention ? Don't mind if I do! Hic!

*Sultandude concentrates hard to use telepathy to contact Seven of Nine* (TELPATHY-Seven darling, you've won the bikini contest, get your lovely tattoo'd ass over here to collect your prizes)

"I'll have another bag of while I wait for Seven, wonder what reward awaits for all the campaining I did for her?"

While we wait for that why don't we celebrate the birthdays of these two jazz legends: John Hardee. Born 1918. Larry Willis. Born 1940.

I guess this calls for , and

- but I won't mind if you prefer

Cheers!

Hm, I wonder what it would be like to play jazz in zero gravity? The double bass might be a problem, but then it would perhaps improve the piano?

Why don't you give it a try, Kes? I seem to remember you get along well with the black and white keys?

*stumbles through door, carrying bag of pretzels*

Hum? Have I been here before? Oh well, doesn't matter.. I'll have a glass of , if noone minds..
*looses contact with ground*
Ah yes.. Was here last night... Make that a bag of

*notices finally the pretzels he was carrying with him*
*munch*
Anyone?

Great idea, Pierce.

And the double bass is absolutely no problem in zero gravity. If Kes plays the piano, I'll play the bass!

*hopes for live music (and music note smiley)

*tries to avoid floating pretzels*
~sidles up to Kes tinkering the ivories~
Ooh, you have such lovely fingers...
*tickles a few ivories herself*

*loosens the shoelace and the towel that lashed him to his place in front of the bar, then pushes himself towards the exit. As he crosses the sill, the sudden impact of gravity smashes him to the ground*

What the [SWEARING] $++* ~&§%%$ %"&§$ $"%&" [/SWEARING] !!

*Comes back after a couple of minutes with his good old ragged double bass, enters the bar, floats around a bit. Knowing that the bass is not only the soul, but also the gravity center of all music, he starts playing a few notes. The musical gravity of the bass pulls him towards the piano and pins him to the ground again.*

What about "You can leave your hat on" , Kes?

*starts playing 'Dadadaah dadaah da dadadaah dadaah da dadadaah dadaah da dadadamm'*

Sounds very appropriate vor a Bikini Contest Party !

* enters with a woodwind-quartet, grabs his tenorsax and shouts:*

Anchors away! Now we're really cooking!

*starts blowing the sax - using both lungs this time...

*Sultandude floats over to JAR and takes the proferred pretzels*
"Cheers dude, I just love pretzels."

*Sucks on his bag to wash them down*

I'm in the mood for a little rock-jazz-fusion thing, guys. Hows about Colloseums version of "Walking in the Park"? Familiar with that? Or maybe Chicagos version of "I'm a man"? Has room for a nice drum-solo by the way. Who'll take care of the drums? Shall I - or do we have a volunteer?