Imagine”, sang John Lennon. “All the people”, he’s rumoured to have continued. All of them? Really? Can you imagine all the people? Of course not. There are people living in parts of the Brazilian rainforest that no-one has even found yet. How could you possibly imagine something that no-one else has seen? Are you some kind of imagination super-man? Of course, you are not.

Don’t worry though, rampant deforestation will ensure within 20 years we discover every hidden civilisation that still lurks in those countries just far enough away not to emotionally affect us. Then we’ll all be able to imagine them; thanks to photographs.

It having been two years, I’ve just written an epic new invitation to another party (my place in a few weeks. Invitation is private and on Facebook this year, so befriend me if you haven’t heard.)

Anyway, as follows the pattern of the past few years, I had far too much fun writing it. (But I’ve preemptively integrated a tl;dr joke, so it’s fine.) Can you imagine when I get married? That girl’s gonna need tolerance. Three-part novelization, totally. And the way things are going, I’ve got the free time to write it. That last sentence is deeply sadder than I intended, sorry. Everything’s fine. I digress…

Michael prompted me to look up all of the previous invitation efforts. The first couple are clumsy, but this is from last year’s First Annual Ben Party and I had totally forgotten it. I hope it’s not too pompous to rather enjoy re-reading after 12 months. I know you’re not supposed to laugh at your own jokes. Or blog about them, I guess.

Also, try reading it in Isaiah Mustafa’s voice.

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