We made it back safe and sound from Jimmy's Halloween party in Texarkana! We arrived home about 4:15 a.m. on Sunday morning, EDT, which was 3:15 after we adjusted for the return to Standard Time.
A fun time was had by all! I didn't drink anything but Diet Coke, because a) I was driving, b) I had to take some allergy medication on the way there, and c) I don't drink that much anyway. (Alana's seen me drink maybe half a dozen alcoholic drinks). Alana was... happy! *grin* The party was a lot of fun, particularly for me this year because my costume — that of a vampire hunter (Alana was the vampire) — didn't require me to wear a mask. It's a lot easier to enjoy yourself if you don't have to cover your head in latex. The music was good, with someone volunteering to DJ. The police showed up around 1 a.m. because of the noise; oops!
If there was a downside it was that far too many interesting people hung out in the smoking section, so I didn't get to talk to any of them.
I will post pictures when I get some from Jason that I took on his camera, and some that he took himself.
I'm curious how much chicken Jimmy had remaining. Alana and I brought chicken fingers from Raising Cane's (a Louisiana-based restaurant that makes the world's best chicken fingers), as per Jimmy's request. I think at least half the 150 fingers were gone by the time we left.
Jason spent a fair bit of time pouring absinthe for folks. They had the "completely legal and made in the U.S." stuff, and the "legal to possess, but illegal to bring into the country" stuff from Sweden. Gosh, wonder how that got there? Oh, and I learned that apparently absinthe was never made illegal in Canada. (According to Wikipedia, the U.S. is one of the few countries that outlawed absinthe — largely due to rumour, myth and innuendo — that hasn't removed the ban. Also according to Wikipedia, the drink's hallucinogenic properties are wildly exaggerated in properly distilled absinthe. The oil from wormwood isn't present in large enough quantities to be noticed, and to drink enough for it to be noticed you'd be too drunk to tell.)
There were probably fewer people there this year, though it's hard to be sure. I thought they layout of the house, particularly in Jimmy's living room where the casket bar was set up, was better this year. You could get more people in that room, and you could actually sit there, so I think it gave more space, thus the rest of the place felt a little less crowded.
The costumes were pretty good! Stephanie won the costume contest (she was dressed as a martini glass)... not that she was angling for the win or anything! Jimmy was an afro-haired hippie, who looked remarkably like Sib Hashian, the drummer for the band Boston from 1975 to 1982. Jason was dressed as a tourist, with Hawaiian shirt and matching hat (and shorts, socks, and sandals). Mark was a Harry Potter-esque wizard, with an excellent robe. Alana swears that she will hire the woman who made the robe instead of trying to do another one herself; she made a robe for me last year, and one for herself this year, and she probably wouldn't survive a third! Paige, a friend of Jason's and Jimmy's, did a good job of portraying Audrey Hepburn, even with her leg in a cast. A couple I recognize from last year, but whose names escape me, were another "couple costume": a pirate and his wench. I'm glad I got to see Tom in his highlander outfit, but sorry he had to leave soon after.
Next year we may put the dog up in a kennel. We were too poor for that this year, so we had to drive back that night to get back for Sabine. The drive home was uneventful, which is about the best you can hope for in a late night drive. I did discover that Tom's salt and vinegar potato chips (some of the few salt and vinegar potato chips you can find in this part of the world) help me stay awake while driving. I don't know if it's the process of eating, or the vinegar taste. I'll have to experiment... the next time I have a late night trip.
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