I went to a really awesome party not too long ago. One of my friends was turning 40 and a small crew of party planning friends rented a cool historical building for the venue. The snacks were great, the birthday cupcakes were rich, and the company was really fun. I was part of the kazoo band to play Happy Birthday and we all got noise-makers. One of the planners brought in balloons for us to inflate and make balloon animals. I generally stick to the quieter medium of paper, but I decided it looked like fun and tried my hand at it. I made a set of Cthulhu tentacles that also doubled as Medusa’s snake hair when adjusted. Gives me some ideas for Halloween. Maybe. 🙂
The party started to wind down and I stayed to help put away chairs and clean up a bit. It was getting late and I was getting ready to go when my former room-mate asked if I would take him back to his apartment since he had lost a contact and couldn’t drive. I agreed and then had the second worst car ride of my life – the first being when I had a massive migraine and thought my brains were going to explode. Hmm… actually, it’s a bit of a toss-up.
The less said about that trip, the better. I guess to really appreciate the good, you need to have a little of the crappy as well.