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ho ho ho and don't forget it: the weekend review
day off friday and so much to do for xmas and parties and travelling and presents and fun. run into the city to get supplies and back to silkscreen and hours left to do it before the first party until the phone rings. Billy Alpha's at a show in my neighborhood and do I want to come down and hang out? of course! I always want to come down and hang out. rush rush rush to finish a few shirts and walk down to the bar and still be hours late. miss the show but see JC kids and Laurel and Ben and get a ride from Trix and Rob into the city to party number one. which requires an ornament. that I haven't made yet. sit in the lobby while the doorman looks on and make a holiday cootie catcher. with xmas trees and snowflakes and menorahs and a little hanger in the middle. knock on door. see rooms full of burlesque girls and escape artists and drunk boys. see no one I know. find the host and hostess, have a drink, eat some food, talk to a drunk boy, get ready to leave, listen to the hostess's excellent stories, linger some more. hey, it's Dre! someone I know. someone awesome I know. watch Dre work the room and chat up the enthusiastic guy and deflect the drunk guy, and be very impressed. start thinking of all the things that need doing. head for home at 1:30am. stay up 'till three trying to finish a musical xmas gift.
wake up early on saturday, or at least early for a saturday morning. today's the party, so go go go! laundry can wait, but groceries can't. grab the shopping cart and head on down to load up on party supplies. go back to the cash machine twice; who knew liquor was so expensive? not to mention cookie supplies. take a few minutes to get over the shock. but shock is better than embarrassment if you run out of food and drinks. load the cart with bags, load the messenger bag with bags, load the hands with bags. slowly slowly slowly trundle home.
okay, bake! cake first (red with green frosting is oh so festive), then cookies (m&ms for extra sugar) than vegan brownies so everyone can eat sweets, then rice krispies treats. run around for hours cooking and cleaning and trying to burn music into party mixes and shoving things into closets. towering masses of things hidden in closets you hope no one opens. watch the clock tick down to 9pm and give up on making dip. put on party clothes (complete with santa claus skull decoration) and put away dishes and get ready to move the stereo and the phone rings and it's Josh! on the phone and outside the door. welcome first party guest! now help me move the stereo.
Josh brought a mix of his favorite drinking songs and thank god 'cause I never finished burning CDs so hook that stereo up and I'll finish baking (oh how 1956!) and throw that mix in 'cause party prep is better with social distortion and the pogues. Jay's up next and somehow the two of them are conned into making guacamole with unripe avocados. I am cruel. but it got compliments! suddenly 10pm and now everyone is here all at once. Ace and Sarah (with gingerbread men) and Jennifer and Adam Read (with shrinky-dink magnets)! and the first of the derby girls! and childhood friends! and long-lost friends! and work friends! and new friends, all the way from JC! oh how exciting...
answer the door and show people where things are and answer the door and show and door and show and door. suddenly it's 12:30 and the first group is leaving as the second arrives. oh! but we hardly talked! but they've got to jet, we'll talk later, so glad to see you. and now more derby girls and now we can watch Josh's tape of the bout. it's excellent and we cheer and shout and wake the neighbors. CC's recovering from bronchitis and needs another screwdriver and who knew that CC goes from sober to drunk in a minute flat? watch as she jokingly shoves one girl and falls straight back onto the floor. call her a car and apologize to her oh-so-patient boyfriend for getting her blitzed.
2am and people are heading out and the party's winding down but wait! it's Geoffrey! there's a crunk in the fridge, just for you. set Jay and Geoffrey and his friend off talking and wander over to join Rich and Josh. "Have you ever read Crash?" Rich asks, pointing to my robot leg. listen to them wax poetic on the beautiful sexiness of leg braces and crash injuries. be amused and squicked out all at once. wander over to Caroline and Marcus and Anne talking about urban exploring. wander back to Rich and Josh and now Laurel talking about the horrible miscasting of the Constantine movie. grab a beer. my second drink of the night. in six hours. I've been distracted. realize I've also forgotten to take any pictures. fifty people stuffed into my apartment and no pictures! tragic.
Chass passes out cigars and Anne passes out and finally 5am and cars are called and everyone heads out. time to sleep, but not for long. it's sunday already and today is cleaning up and tonight is Houston McCoy and tomorrow is travelling home. pile the empties and mop the floors and do the laundry and eat the leftovers. not enough time to see The Life Aquatic but enough time to meet Ace for a burrito. watch the snow from the burrito joint window, first snow of the season! walk down to mercury lounge in the drifting white sheets and suddenly freezing weather. see Helen and Chris and Neil and Daria again and rock out to Houston McCoy, then really rock out to Heston Rifle. wow. five minutes outside and everything's freezing, so grab a cab back to the borough. try halfheartedly to pack and give up. set the alarm and sink off to sleep. there will be more time and snow and music and everything tomorrow.