Bolla Chianti

I am so bad. Party at my house while the parents are out. It was nice, a lot of work, I think it was worth it.

I think I managed the small crowd well despite incessant bitching by Danielle. I had much of the house rather bulletproofed and ready for guests. Brought the nice boom box inside and played some CD's. I had the garage turned into a black smoking room which was fanfuckingtastic because I learned (stressfully) today that the smell of smoke would clear after leaving the door open for 5-8 hours.

Before I go into any further detail about the Dinner with Decks, I'd like to tell you about this song. It's called Strobe by Deadmau5. I'm pretty sure there are addictive properties to it because I can't seem to go an hour without listening to it. In fact, finna listen to it right now. It has qualities of great bass, rhythmic genius, and melodic consonance. A really great piece.

Ok now we can dive further into the details of last night. So everyone shows up on a good cue, and we do several rounds of shots to (who else, but) me. And everyone there keeps coming up to me begging me to make them a drink. I got bored with making everyone drinks that I already knew recipes for, so I chose to be creative and throw shit together and mix it up and see how it tasted. Which turned out to be a great idea. I came up with some nice new recipes that way. For example I was feeling lazy when Katie asked me for the 15th fucking time to make me a drink so I simply threw a shot of blueberry vodka into a glass of sprite. The UV blue gives it a very feint hint of blue color, hence it deserves the name 100 Low Lead (pilot reference, if you don't get it ask me). As it turns out 100LL became an instant hit and everyone wanted one in their cups. Within 10 minutes everyone in the house was wielding a party cup with gasoline in it.

Now here's my favorite part. For whatever reason last night, I had the craziest urge to drink wine. I invited anyone to join me and of course katie was the only taker. So me and Katie had each had a glass of Bolla Chianti. Now I'm not a wine drinker but fuck was it good. Me and Katie were fucking classy, until a Lil Wayne song came on the boombox, causing Katie to jump up and grind on me (with wine in hand), causing me to spill my wine all over my polo. Worth it.

Yeah and you know why it was fucking worth it? Cuz I was in my own house, with all my favorite people IN THE WORLD (despite Alex K. not being there, he was still invited), my sexy girlfriend is grinding on me, and to top it all off I'm walking around with a glass of wine! Can you spell CHAMP!? Then I did another round of shots to "Decker's bartending skills" and an hour later got laid! Everybody dies but not everybody lives..shit.

Today at work I wore a lei while lifeguarding. I also convinced the front desk to play the "Margaritaville" station on XM radio over the waterpark stereo system. If only I had a Bud Light Lime. Either way, that's still a win in my book.

T.O.D. to Miami is approaching fast. Until next time...