Wow. Just wow.

What a blow out! Thanks all for sharing in the ultimate swank fest. I had such a good time, and everything exceeded my beautiful expectations. I'm so pleased it appeared everyone had a grand old time, and this was indeed the most EPIC endeavor I have ever concocted.

What a fantastic bunch of friends I have. The showering of love was overwhelming and appreciated.

The manifestation of my Disneyland-homage design fest was thrilling to me as it sprung from mind to reality. Not quite finished one hour after the party started (!), it was 98% of what I envisioned, 8% beyond what I had envisioned - and, best of all, seemed to me to fulfill its objective as a squee-inducer to launch universal good feelings, good times, and geekasms. The Fifty Five Fifty Party was so unbelievably rad, and the following days and nights of Disneyland Birthday loungifying of tomorrow, and after-party of trippiness were amazing as well.

I'm glad I'll have a scar to always remind me of the fantasticness!
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While I'm so pleased that beauty, swankness, and fun galore sprang from my drawing board to the world - I somewhat regret the amount of toil and effort my insanity imposed on even a willing and beguiled crew of talented assistants.

Special thanks to keith - SuPeR K! and Omar for above-and-beyondness, start-to-finish participation and contributions that elevated you two to absolute co-hosts of this epic event.
OMG, you guys, you should have seen the high-speed and efficient coordination of the tear-down when the hotel graciously provided us a whole half-hour of extra check-out time to remove 98% of everything wonderful in that suite (only the rad 60's fireplace was original) and crammed it into a guest room one-80th the size across the hall. THIS WOULD HAVE FAILED if it were not for the Wolf Pack and their conscripted friends. OMG, the biggest thanks to you for saving the day.
(Off the board, my friends Randy and Mardeen and their boy Ryland from my Ren Faire days also helped tremendously with tear-down. Kelly, Mark and Duke also helped with set-up, as did Ginny - who also worked tear-down. Of course, my sister Leigh and her husband Richard did a big part of the set-up, and the "get-it" room that induced so many gasp reactions - the Pirate Lair - was almost exclusively their execution of my conception. Wow!)
And did I mention that Wow! is the word most in my mind? Tired is the word most in my soul. This was an exhausting enterprise for 50-year-old me, but what a 50th birthday it was.

Thanks again everyone! I hope all of you had a terrific time, and my suspicions that you did make it all worthwhile, and make me so.damn.happy!
