It's that time again... my *faaaaaavorite* of the year, Halloween!
Also, Steve's birthday is on the 9th. So is Allen's and Kena's! Serious celebrations are in order. Schedules insist that we celebrate all on the 22nd, so there you have it.
We'll have 3 floors of music to offer. Why? Because grooving to the same sort of beats all night is, well, fucking boring. ...
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It's that time again... my *faaaaaavorite* of the year, Halloween!
Also, Steve's birthday is on the 9th. So is Allen's and Kena's! Serious celebrations are in order. Schedules insist that we celebrate all on the 22nd, so there you have it.
We'll have 3 floors of music to offer. Why? Because grooving to the same sort of beats all night is, well, fucking boring. Plus, having seperate environments discourages a certain few people I know from turning up the volume to ear-shattering levels, and helps us to be a tad more neighborly to the stuffy folks living around here. It also makes damn sure I don't have to listen to electronic music for the *entire* night, or have my music choices changed all night by -ahem- a few people. Contrary to all your hopes, there will be no lesbian zombie porn in the garage.
We'll have a keg again this time around, but bring whatever else you'd like to drink. The beer will, no doubt, be something full-flavored and delicious. If you bring liquor, try bringing a mixer, too. We like shots and all, but people always ask for mixers, and shit gets crazy if we're all just pouring liquor down our throats.
Unless, of course, it's Clayton's infusions. I'll take those straight up. :P
There'll be a few snacks and stuff, bring more if you care to. I may even try to make my 2nd ever gingerbread house. Maybe.
Crap. I think I just challenged myself. :/
Now, to the nitty gritty... Costumes are REQUIRED. Yes, alot of people aren't really the costume type. (remember that Halloween when my roommate didn't even try to dress up? Yes, Chris, I'm talking to you) That's just boring. If you don't want to dress up, don't come to a Halloween party. That's the biggest part of the fun, duh. Go dance in your fancy shmancy boring duds in Belltown or take your hipster gear to CapHill or something. Don't have a costume yet this year? Wear last year's! Who cares? Plus, requiring costumes makes sure that you're not randomly inviting the dirty drug slinging creep you just met on the bus to someone else's party... let's not go down those roads again.
Let's get the party started!