Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Totally Totally Nerd Party 2009

I normally wait till after the party to write a story about how I said something stupid to some girl I don't know, but since this party was sort of The Project for the week, I thought I should advertise a little. If I've neglected to invite someone, let me know and I'll fix that. Also, if you'd like to apply to be the girl I say something stupid to, send an email to:  

All of your favorite Sesquipedalis stars will be there, including Sean, Liang, J.R., and even Flip Cup.  I for one will be hiding in the corner and making awkward conversation.

Sean recently purchased a new house mini-mansion, and to celebrate decided he'd add a little something extra to his annual St. Patty's day party. This year he wanted to get some oversized boxing gloves.


I upped the ante and suggested he rent an inflatable ring as well.

Naturally, we soon found ourselves at a trophy store picking up a trophy that reads, "Drunken Cartoon Boxing Champ 2009"


The plan was set: Boxing in the backyard, Sun's game downstairs, and Rock Band in the upstairs loft.

But with all of the hubub over the boxing I felt it necessary to up the ante on the Rock Band as well. Following the instructions found here, I wired two stage kits together for a super nerdy Rock Band experience.


  1. Sounds like so much fun! If I weren't in another region of the country, I'd be hinting around for an invite... :)

  2. If you leave now, you might make it in time.

    If need be, we can turn it into a "Mandi passed her NCLEX-RN" party. Or a "Misty passed her NCLEX-RN" party. Whichever you prefer.

  3. Wish I could! I could use some warm weather - it was -9 in Helena a couple of nights ago, when I stayed over before the test.

    That is effing cold.

    (But who is Misty?)

  4. 9? That doesn't even make sense to me. Why would someone live there?

    The Misty thing? Uh... I made some joke a while back and accidentally called you Misty in it. Thanks to the edit button, that mistake is long gone.

  5. Ah, got it.

    And it wasn't nine degrees. It was NEGATIVE NINE. (I see that my use of dashes make that sentence confusing. There should be a larger symbol to indicate that the number is now negative, and thusly that much more painful...) If nine degrees didn't make sense to you, nine below zero is likely to be completely incomprehensible.

    I don't know why we live here.

    Hope the party was a huge nerdy success! :)