I Heard There’s a Party…
Friday, March 13, 2009
Once when I was in high school, my friends and I planned a party at my house when my parents were out for the night. It was supposed to be a small party, just us and a few other people we invited, but once the party started some kind of Bat Signal went out and half the school heard about it and ended up at my house. Including other people’s parties that never got off the ground, they just brought their whole party—people, beer, music—over to my place.
There were a gazillion people there, half of them I didn’t even know who they were. It was crazy.
Something made me think of that story the other day. Not sure what.