what Steve is doing on The Cloud – Day 11 of 30

Saturday 15 September – Day 11 of 30

Steve woke up this morning determined to start planning his anniversary party. It was only twenty days away and he had done nothing about it since the idea came to him last week. As he thought about it, he realized that he already knew who he wanted to invite. The date was obvious. The place could be the private pool in The Rectangle where he had hosted the first-ever genius meeting.

So what was left to do? Food—could he swear Julia Child to secrecy and ask her to cater the party? Music—this was a problem because his best friend John Lennon would be offended if anyone else were asked to perform, and if he asked John, the secret would be out. Should he just hope that John would be free that day and also happen to have his guitar with him?

Actually, all the guests needed to be free that day. Maybe he should call another genius meeting—surely they would all come—and tell John that his musical contributions at the last meeting were so great, could he do it again? Then he’d bring his guitar!

What Steve didn’t know, and never suspected, was that the very friends he wanted to invite to his surprise party had decided to throw a surprise party for him. At the same place, at the same time, on the same day.

The thirteen geniuses had gotten together and decided a celebration was in order to mark Steve’s one-year anniversary on The Cloud. They agreed it should be a surprise after someone pointed out that this would be Steve’s first Deathday party, and he might not like the idea. He might not even show up if he knew about it in advance. He hadn’t been in the best of moods lately.

A party had to have music, and John had suggested they might as well put on that concert that never happened last summer. And why not invite the Big Guy, who could invite The Chairman, who could maybe fit it into his schedule? Would Steve be offended? No, Steve would be delighted. Steve was in a whole new place.

The party would be on October 5, 2012, beginning at three p.m. The private pool was reserved. Julia Child was asked to do the catering. The planning committee decided that each genius could invite one guest. So, 13 x 2 = 26, plus Steve = 27, plus maybe the Big Guy and The Chairman = 29, and, “Don’t forget about John’s girls,” someone said. Okay, 34 maximum was a manageable number.

Gandhi offered to get Steve to the party on time. He’d think of a way that wouldn’t give away the surprise.

Everyone managed to act normal around Steve, who didn’t have a clue about their plans. He was lost in thought most of the time anyway. Thinking about his past. Thinking about his future. And right now, he was thinking about how hard it was to get anything done up on The Cloud when there were no communication devices—no email, no phones, not even snail mail.

He needed to call a meeting of the geniuses.

But how?

(to be continued tomorrow)

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