Mikey's Gonna PARTY!

I've been in college for two whole semesters now and I have never been to an actual "party." I've seen drunks stumbling in to Havey in the middle of the night, I've smelt alcohol wafting through the famed halls of 2nd H, and I've seen heard stories of the insanity that is college life. I guess not going to a single party all year is both a good and bad thing.

On the one hand, I have made sure that I don't become overly popular. You know how that goes, once everyone knows you then you... know everyone. Okay, so that's maybe the bad thing. But the good thing is that I haven't had the chance to do anything stupid. Well, aside from the times I did stupid stuff here out of pure boredom.

But tomorrow night, that is all going to change. I am here to announce that I am going to my first party while here at school. I know what you are thinking "Mikey, don't go! Don't be an idiot! Mooky, do the right thing!" (Wow, remind me NEVER to make reference to a Spike Lee Joint in my blogs ever again.)

You are now wondering what's going to go on at this party tomorrow evening? What could possibly be calling my name, luring me to party on, Garth. Well part of it is the free drinks. That's right! Free freaking drinks! As many drinks as I want! And the free snacks! BOOYA! SNACKS! And there is probably going to be a lot of enlightening conversations with lots of people I've never even met before! Wow, this party is getting more and more interesting by the second. And best of all, no cover charge!

So now that you know what's going to go on there... what else is there to tell? Is it at someone's house? Nope. Not this time. I've heard too many crazy stories about stupid parties at someone's house. Their parent's are out of town (or they are irresponsible) and the kid decided to invite over 50 of his non-closest friends. Even better, someone lives off campus and he has a special fridge just for kegs! Holy moly! Let's all pack in our cars, designate some drives, and scoot on over there for an evening of vomit, haze, and mistakes. Well, no, actually this party is in a pretty excellent environment: a hotel. Yeah, its swag. Deal with it! Swag = Mike. Party = Swag. Mike = Party.

Who is throwing this party, you may ask? Is it Bob? Joe? Greg? No! It's none of those random imaginary people. Nor is it any of my imaginary friends: Todd, Todd and Todd. I will tell you who is throwing this party. It's the most powerful man I know. A good friend of mine, who happens to know what he's doing when it comes to planning a good party. And he's got a sidekick to help him. Two cool guys planning a big bash tomorrow night. And there are going to be lots of people from other colleges at this thing as too. St. Vinnie's, UPG, all kinds!

I think I'm going to make myself all snazzy for the event! I've got a pair of pants that I only wore once this week... I've got a button-down shirt in my closet that I haven't worn all year. I might even have a pair of suspenders laying around.

Tomorrow night is gonna rock. I can't wait to go to the private Bush-Cheney Block Party in Greensburg! WOOT WOOT! Nothing like some good, clean, and moral republican mixers to get the political wheels turning! An excellent way to end my semester.

Oh what a sad sad life I lead.