WEEKEND PARTY UPDATE: GET BUSY

Saturday night we hosted a party I mean, I guess somebody had to. There was that ridiculous rapture scam news item, with a few really committed evangelicals making a major deal about it and as far as I know, those people are still on the planet. What is it with some people. Sucks for them the poor dears, I think they were looking forward to it. Anyway, there was that slim possibility that they were right and contingency demanded that we party hard. What-Ever. A handful of people made a couple of good rapture jokes so: kudos to you guys. We had fun. Adrian and I shared an apt moment, remarking on how the positivity seemed to emanate from the floor like a heatwave or, I thought, a mirage. Saturday night did have that all-embracing, warm quality of friendly recognition, kinship and good cheer.

We had billed the event as a Sean Paul's Basement theme party, taking inspiration from the celebrated music video for his mega-hit "Get Busy" --first popular when I was in high school. Has there been a better house party vid? Extremely doubtful. Is there a better crossover dancehall hit? Equally as doubtful, indeed. Well, moving on, this materialized like from out of thin air in the form of a 20 minute dance party before Dad (in our case, the cops) shuts it down on account of all the banging on the radiator. We had a spread of fried yucca, plaintains, and a Jamaican curry which is good for your curves.

HANG ON. Ben: maybe you can shed light on who that homeless guy is second from left? Did somebody invite him? We were fairly certain he wandered in off the street.

Anthony came up from Hartford, and Brandon and Phoebe have moved back to Boston from Miami FTW. Here is a really good vintage pic of them at their farewell party in Hartford, 2008. One more.