New Year's Eve.

[Bornieo: Fully Loaded]

Ok, who remembers me showing up at 4am????

[Disneyphile]

Originally Posted by Bornieo: Fully Loaded

Ok, who remembers me showing up at 4am????

I do. And you wouldn't stay.

[Kevy Baby]

Originally Posted by Chernabog

I just love how I remembered to keep my underpants on this time, and nobody else did.

Quit fantasizing Cherny!

[Morrigoon]

Yeah, we remember that you wouldn't stick around, even though we begged and cajoled and otherwise attempted to coerce you

[Bornieo: Fully Loaded]

Aww, I just wanted to see how drunk everyone was. I guess NOT that drunk because you remembered me coming in. We'll have to fix that next year with more booze. I would have stayed but I was exhausted from already being up for almost 24 hours, my alergies were toast from the wind - I just wanted my bed and pillow.

[innerSpaceman]

I left just before Bornieo purportedly got there, and when I returned in the a.m. just as everyone was waking up ... he was not there either.


His presence at the Space Party is disbelieved by this Cadet.




Oh, and my pokey picture is, if I recall correctly, the Hot Dog. Heheh.



(Also, I think the alcohol supply is depleted only at parties where everyone doesn't drink Punch Bowl Tang Cocktail before midnight, and champagne after midnight. )

[Isaac]

Originally Posted by innerSpaceman

Oh, and my pokey picture is, if I recall correctly, the Hot Dog. Heheh.

Hehehe. I made the cover.

Originally Posted by innerSpaceman

By the way, I noticed there were no pokey shots of the swanker who has taken to referring to himself as The Girthy One.

No money where that mouth is.

Didn't Fab already fill us in on that one ?

[Gemini Cricket]

I wonder if Juicy was hungover this morning...

[innerSpaceman]

Originally Posted by Gemini Cricket

I wonder if Juicy was hungover this morning...

I'm just wondering if Juicy was hung. Alas, there's no pokey evidence.

[NirvanaMan]

Originally Posted by innerSpaceman

I'm just wondering if Juicy was hung. Alas, there's no pokey evidence.

3.14" of pure sausage baby.

I did participate in the pictures but then lost my nerve and deleted it. It was pretty cool though.


What a fan-fukin-tastic party as always. Glad I did not fall victim to Chris's mystery concoctions this year. At least not to the extent I did last year. That allowed me to fully enjoy breakfast and the entirety of the afterglow party.

The decorations, goody bags and pillowcases were stellar. My stolen and vandalized pants, somewhat less so. The tradition that began with me stumbling into the street drunk with a glass of champagne has grown into a fantastic assembly that has gained notoriety (and an audience) so that is fulfilling and surprising.

A tip of the hat of course the Lisa and Chris who continue to exceed expectations. And a special ass-grab to GusGus for her drunken embroidery skills.