I’m going to be away from the blog doing family stuff for the next few days, so let’s play a silly game.
I was watching an episode of Community, “Remedial Chaos Theory,” in which Troy and Abed ensure that Jeff Winger will have the evening free for their housewarming party — by sending him a fake invitation for the same night for a party they know for sure he’d want to attend. That party, for Jeff: the opening of the Single Malt Platinum Boobs and Billiards Club.
So my brain being what it is, I immediately started thinking: If my friends were to pull that trick on me, what would the party be? I think for me, it would be the Feminist Atheist Quiet Intense Conversation Punctuated With Absurdist Humor Locavore Baked Goods and Chocolate Tasting Sexy Fashion Show. (Okay, now I need to throw that party…)
What would it be for you? What party invitation would almost absolutely guarantee your attendance?
Let’s Play Some Board Games Then Enjoy Some Awesome Live Music And Comedy.
The David Attenborough and thai food whiskey tasting.
Clothing-Optional BBQ and Tabletop Gaming/Ethical Debate/Kinky Play Party.
Indescribably happy to report that this falls into the party-I’d-love-to-attend as well as the party-I’ve-basically-already-hosted categories.
By the way, where is the best place in California to live if you like to eat locally grown chocolate products? Where is it grown commercially? Thanks.
(This may be vital info for planning my retirement location.)
As far south as you can get, brucemartin, depending on your value of “local”. If the border doesn’t bother you, keep going.
Tabby’s party there sounds good.
The Everyone Leave Me the Fuck Alone with the Beer Keg party.
A lapsed Sikh friend of mine has persuaded me that the community throws the best parties. I know I’d get drunk, have great food and dance like an idiot, pat the dog and screw that lightbulb! Probably then feature on #StopWhitePeople2014 on Twitter in the morning 🙂
A bourbon-tasting potluck that Bill Murray decides to crash.
Burlington Harvest Festival and Pumpkin Pitch.
Snohomish Pumpkin Hurl and Medieval Faire.
Oh wait, I actually do go to those! And Dana Hunter’s been to the latter.
The Party That Takes Place In My Living Room, So I Don’t Have To Go Anywhere, Oh, And There’ll Be Nachos And A Bunch of Former Doctor Who Actors Will Show Up Just To Hang Out, Especially Sylvester McCoy.
An invitation to my otherwise dearly beloved family usually guarantees that I’m freed up to do what I like.
The everyone show up and clean my house party, followed by homemade cookies.
The You Will Be All Alone Except For Your Cats So You Can Sit Around In Your Underwear Party.
Alex Kingston for me.
Tabletop Gaming And RPG Evening Followed By Surprise Night Of Dancing On A Very-Slightly Slippery Floor Party – With Neil deGrasse Tyson And Eldritch Portals To The Nightosphere.
Fried squid will be served.
I just moved countries and I’m feeling a bit isolated, though it will pass. Still, right now the Irish Village Housewarming Hot Dish and Whiskey Diversity Party would do for me, especially if the local Chinese, Indian, and other immigrant folks showed up with a characteristic dish from their own home cooking.
There’s going to be a rockabilly band.
That kind of party where everyone dresses in 18th c. gowns and tailored suits for a spicy hot, finger-food competition. Let’s go folks, move it.
One where I’m invited and there’s free booze.
Yeah, mebbe a low standard but honesty.
My ideal party well, that’s a whole other story.
The never ending party at the Playboy Mansion.
Midwest DariaCon at Kristin & Bryans in some little town you’ve never heard of. Or the party floor Saturday night at DemiCon or ICon. Good food, good conversation-no mundanes!
Any party within an hour’s drive to which I am actually invited.
I am a sad lonely man.