We went to a shindig that the invite called “A Blue Party” Saturday night. Now, theme parties are lame, but they are still parties, so as long as there’s beer, they retain some semblance of Awesome. Plus, when you consider I could have turned down the invitation to stay at home instead like some people are want to do, or I could have been watching the Nebraska game on Pay-Per-View, or doing other not-so-fun things…so yeah, compared to that, its automatically awesome.
You had to wear blue. That was the rule. So everyone did. And the beer of choice at this party? Pabst BLUE Ribbon, or BLUE Moon. Nice. Also, there were BLUEberry muffins, BLUE chips and salsa, and other things of that nature. Lots of married girls too, which was probably the only part of the party that stunk.
The host was wearing a futuristic space outfit. Like Zolar X, only better. And later in the evening, he broke out his badass keyboard and jammed with the disco music on the sound system. He was a better keyboard player than Zolar X, too, which is saying something considering they don’t have a keyboard player. He’s that good.
At one point, a game of “I Never” broke out in the kitchen. If you’re not familiar with that, you go around in a circle and say something you’ve never done. If anyone else in the circle HAS done it, they have to take a drink from their beverage. This of course serves as an admission that you’ve done that something. There are two strategies: say things you know your friends have done so they’ll have to admit it and be embarrassed in front of everyone, or say things you’ve done and then drink to admit something you otherwise wouldn’t. Option one is good, but option two is funnier.
I won’t reveal anything that came up in there. I think Gilby and I both lied for dramatic effect on several occasions — playing to the room is always a winner in that game. Because I’m pretty sure I’ve never had an encounter with a hooker. Despite what I may have said that night. All I know is it was funny at the time — the entire room was in shambles when I drank to that.
Anyway, that’s an evil, evil game. You bet.