The Party Part II

At 8:30 Jason retired to the library and did not wake up in his own bed at five in the morning covered in shaving cream and surrounded by all his belongings...oh and there weren't remnants of naughty drawings on his forehead.

For the rest of us the party continued. Now it wasn't just a housewarming party, we had to celebrate my survival of the 2005 election, the veteran's of foriegn wars, the birth of this state and of my grandmother. Also we had to say goodbye to Dave and Stacey who are moving back to BKLY. We celebrated with Irish Car Bombs, a factor that helped to end Jason's night early. Jason you'll never join the IRA if you can't handle those. He was also done in by my brother who spied his opportunity for love and continually spiked Jason's beer with whiskey. Sorry JMac, but Rule Britannia.

As more guests arrived it was time to break out the Dickle, which was consumed quite quickly by our group. Jokes were made, drinks were consumed, bottles were broken, the night ended with karaoke.

At this time instead of dwelling on the people who didn't come, and are now banned from 7502 (Erin Randles, Sarah Bergman, Steve Lewis) we would like to focus on those who did show up on a rainy Seattle night to ring in our new home, celebrate the above mentioned events, and say good-bye to the Heronsteins. Thank you for coming, and to that fellow wearing the plaid pants that I met in the bath tub, consider your Green Card in the mail.

Our photos from the party.

Galen's photos of Jason sleeping through the party.