Old Ladies Raiding Guild: Gird Thy Loins.
Clearly: We have Cupid/Eros in our midst. He beckons to us, dangling his…shiny…blue…er…hook, baiting us, the merman, this Neptune, the Poseidon-adonis of the Waves. I believe, given a little pixie dust and smoky Manhattans in Lalique highball glasses he could actually fly.
Love? Sure. If that’s what you want to call it.
Let’s make him proud:
Old Ladies Raiding Guild
Saturday, February 13 — anytime between 1PM Pacific and whenever.