Starting Somewhere... — HERCULANEUM

The party you ask? Which part would you like to know? The part where it doesn't rain here for 10 MONTHS but decides to at the very start of the party while I'm trying to FUCKING LIGHT CANDLES IN THE CEMETERY?

Or...the part where the circuit blew 15 minutes into the party and we didn't have power?

Or...the part where once Will re-established power, our BRAND NEW sound system that we purchased SPECIFICALLY for the party BLEW THE CIRCUITS AGAIN??

Or...The part where I screamed at Will's sister and told her that I was going to hold her responsible for ANYTHING that went wrong?

Or...the part where I was slip-sliding down a bunch of gravel on a hill in red cowboy boots, a Carmen Miranda skirt and purple afro and a "HO" goblet?

Or...the part where I maxed out on oatmeal raisin cookies for lunch before the party because I didn't have time to make anything while we were getting ready and then ended up blowing big farts ALL NIGHT LONG?

Or...the part where a scantily-clad female pirate was gyrating on me and stuck her tongue in my mouth while we were dancing IN FRONT OF WILL'S MOM??

Or...the part where a very sweet, dear friend became so drunk that while I was attempting to talk her out of her car keys at 2 am, she fell over onto her back launching her eye-glasses 3 feet behind her head and she didn't even skip a beat, but just kept talking...like it never happened...??? She just laid there AND KEPT TALKING...

Or the part where I got home at 6 am after suffering for 3 hours with an allergy attack and eventually turning into a huge drunk, snot-ball from all the hay that was spread all over the barn?

Will any of those parts do?

I promise to catch up and tell you everything. I'm compiling pics of the other bloggers that were there and will give you the nitty-gritty.

Until then, here are some teasers.