Shilpa had been invited by one of her Badlands Buddies to a birthday party down in Daly City. And this is not Kevin's part of Daly City, but just up and over the scary part.
The people are, truly, good and kind. However, the whole affair was totally NPLU. Attempts to critique the experience in an entertaining fashion would only lead to bitchy, catty commentary, which they don't deserve.
Good people, just not very fun and not very skilled at the whole hosting/attending a party thing. Music and a bar would have gone a long way to livening the atmosphere.
The view was cool.
And I am always amused at how much the lezzies love the Shilpa.
Most impressive was the Barbie cake:
Most surprisingly, it was made by the butchest, gruffest man there.
I admit that I know how deceptively easy these cakes are to make from a kit. But I was genuinely impressed (1) with the time and patience it took for him to glue the individual necklace gems on the doll, and (2) that despite the hours making the cake proper, he took even longer to style and tease her hair.
Now that is a cake fit for a queen.
Shilpa and I made our appearance, livened up the party considerably, and made a good effort for about two hours. Will and Grace that we have become, we are quite fluent in each other's non-verbal and devised a graceful escape plan on the fly and made our goodbyes around seven o'clock.
We had not nibbled enough to count it as dinner, but enough that we weren't hungry for a full mean out. We called around to see what our friends where up to but no one was having an adventure.
And we needed one.
Will and Grace turned into Jack and Karen.
What hijinks ensued? Stay tuned, that's the next post.
Here are your clues: whore's coffees, an elephant, a pirate, fireworks, and fire batons.
Honestly, y'all should know by now that when I hanker for an adventure, I don't mess around.
When was the last time you used the words "fire batons"?
I'm just sayin'.
1 comment:
Lest we forget the sharpie pens provided so that guests could write their names on their cup. As Mike wisely commented, "It's such a straight party when people write their names on their cups!"
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