::PARTY FOR THE COURSE::
The party was excellent. Aside from the unanticipated acoustical maelstrom that was the loft with 35 people in it and a brief grease fire, the shindig went off hitchless.
About 3/5 of those in attendance were of my parents' generation; the remaining 2/5 were our age or younger. The mix was great, actually -- the age groups were mutually impressed by the friendliness and coolness of the other.
My favorite photo of Austin and me is this one:
We ended up with more alcohol than we started with, thanks to our fantastic guests who brought wine and other consumables -- here's one I call "Still Life With Beer":
The loftwarming gifts didn't stop with alcohol; we got a stepladder (direly needed), candles, bread, a tiny skillet, a framed photo of my lovely friend Alisa, Austin, and me, and several LED-based gifts. Dale
brought a multicolored LED array on a circuitboard, designed to vividify dreams, and then my mom brought a spinny, scepter-ish toy. Add to that cheesecake, (chocolate caramel, not cucumber), martini glasses, and a plant, too.
Again, supreme god of awesomeness Jeff (of Multipass
fame) brought the best gift: an exit sign hacked with cut metal to read "100," our street address. Here I am with it:
All photos by Blake Marshall, Austin's teenage brother, whose boredom I slaked by giving him photographer duty and whose self-portrait I now feature:
I'll have lots of pictures up on Flickr eventually, but I'm about to exceed my monthly allotment of uploading.
Thankyouthankyou to everyone who came!