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by mg at 12:08 AM on June 17, 2002
Well, hello there.
Last night was the first ever Bad Sam Bash. To tell the truth, I’d hardly call it a Bad Sam Bash, considering there were only two people there who knew me solely through the site. Still, it was a Bash.
Leading up to it, I was more than a little bit worried that no one would show up. Rannie, one of the main reasons I was throwing the party, ended up not making the trip from Toronto. The rest of the blog type people invited had other plans. The majority of the real life people I invited had other plans. More than half the people I invited couldn’t show up, and as the day wore on, I was wondering exactly how pathetic it would be to throw a party and have no one show up.
Luckily, people did show up. It ended up being a really nice mix of people from different social groups. Normally, when that happens, people get all cliquey and don’t really talk to each other. At least with me. I hardly talk to strangers at parties. Which is probably why I have no friends.
But, everyone seemed to be mixing and mingling, which made me very happy. I got to fliter around the party, talking to various people, being the sort of social butterfly I wouldn’t ever be at some else’s party. The alcohol sure helped.
I think I must have been one of the only people drinking, though, since I know I had a bunch (The Worst Hangover Ever was a sure sign of that), and I’m still left with about a third of what I bought. It’ll make for a nice couple weeks of solo drinking, or an easy way to get girls drunk when I bring them over to my apartment. “Hey,” I’ll say, “I’ve got all this alcohol left over from my party, you have to help me finish it.” If that doesn’t work, I can revert to the trusty bottle of chloroform and dirty rag I keep under the sink.
So, I want to make a point of mentioning that two wonderful ‘net people who showed up were Chris, from Uffish (who does a better part recap than I could, plus she has pictures), who I’ve met twice now and is infinitely cool. I hope someone doesn’t have to throw a party before I get to see her again.
The other person was Antwon, who came all the way from California (his recap). It’d be kind of sad if he came all the way from Cali to go to my party, and so it is a good thing he didn’t. He was actually passing through town as part of a cross-country drive. So far, he has driven nearly 600 miles, and hit 24 states in just 8 days.
I’ve read Antwon for two years now. He is an amazingly talented and funny writer and one of the reason’s I started Bad Samaritan. One of the things about meeting folk you’ve only ever read is how expectations compare to reality. We didn’t get to talk much, I was already pretty far gone by time he arrived (fine, I was pretty far gone before any of the guest had arrived – what, like if you had a house full of alcohol you wouldn’t start drinking at noon either) and terribly hung over when we went to breakfast the next morning. But, I’m pretty sure that he is an all around good guy. He’s also got this quality in his voice like Dennis Hopper or Christopher Walken; you know, this uber cool but maybe also a little crazy thing you can’t quite put your finger on.
I woke up around noon today, a girl in my bed, a couple guests still hanging out, the worst hangover of my life, and every surface in my apartment sticky. So, yeah, I’d say the party went well.
comments (13)
OooooOOooooo, which girl ended up staying? Did she see the mouse too? Did you keep your cowboy hat on? Enquiring minds want to know!
Sorry (but defininitely not surprised) to hear you were hung over today, hon. I was feeling the burn too. Aiigh, I hate those hangovers that last till the sun goes down the next day. Still, it was definitely worth the long-ass train ride out to your 'hood and the way-overpriced car service ride back home. Party on, Garth.
by Chris at June 17, 2002 12:27 AM
I'll have a much better write up once I get back home. There's only so much one can share while mooching 'Net connections from sundry places fifteen minutes at a time.
And thanks much for tolerating my extremely fatigued and alcohol-sodden ass. 'Twas much fun to be there, and hopefully I'll see everyone again under less collectively surreal circumstances sometime soon.
by Antwon at June 17, 2002 2:25 AM
Sorry I didn't make it. By the time I got home from DJ's baseball game I was exhausted so I thought I would take a little nap before we headed out there. Little nap turned into not waking up until almost midnight.
Ready for a trip back out to Long Island yet?
by michele at June 17, 2002 5:52 AM
i am so glad the party was a success. what girl? what girl? what girl?????
by miss b at June 17, 2002 3:59 PM
"girl"... "transexual"... mere details!
by Eviltom at June 17, 2002 5:46 PM
If YOU kept your cowboy hat ON and nothing else I am going to be (at least) UPSET MR!!!! :-) Either that or I am barking up the wrong (mg) tree...
by Pristine at June 17, 2002 8:09 PM
I notice he's not talking about the girl. OR the hat.
by Chris at June 18, 2002 8:30 PM
Yep, I caught that too....either that or he is just ignoring me...hmm..
by Pristine at June 18, 2002 9:40 PM
To tell the truth, I don't remember putting on the hat, much less whether I took it off or not. As for the girl, well, it wasn't what you thought. It wasn't what I thought, either. Or maybe it was. Who knows at this point.
by mg at June 18, 2002 10:42 PM
Who knows if it was even a girl.
by Eviltom at June 18, 2002 10:43 PM
i am so jealous. there are just no good parties in california.
by kd at June 19, 2002 4:39 AM
DOH.. I wish i was there, I wish I was drunk and hungover. I wish i was the one waking up in MG's bed Good to hear the party went well..
by rannie at June 19, 2002 10:18 AM
Now he spouts "truth" --- QUICK everyone hide! hehe Well if I were the one in bed with ya, the hat would have been the FIRST thing to fly (and I mean fly) off. Only because it is a pain in the ass to kiss a man with a cowboy hat on. :-) It does sound as if you guys had fun, thats all that matters.
by Pristine at June 21, 2002 12:39 AM