As socially inept I may be, I actually enjoy parties. I especially enjoy the ones at our house because I don't have to think about how or when I'm going home. Plus, I get to DJ the event, also to my enjoyment.
Last night was the big anti-Valentine's Day/birthday party for your's truly and, no surprise, I had a really good time. It was a happy birthday party with sincere birthday wishes from friends and guests. Plus, people were very complimentary of the mix CDs and the recent article in the Observer. I heard no complaints about mixing up college rock hits with Top 40 hits though one guy didn't find favor with the fact that the music all came from the '80s. Ah, a minority of one . . .
Overall, my experience was relatively uneventful compared to what happened to the Wee Demon. How someone could mistake a corn chip for a cigarette is beyond me . . .