Since I had a big party this weekend I figure I'll talk about my history of parties. Having a birthday at the end of the school year is pretty cool. Sometimes you get the feeling the kids are really looking forward to your party (but you know better). I would always invite 4-8 people over to my house on birthdays. I have always had a core group of friends ever since the first grade. I'd invite some potential core friends to my parties to see if the core group latches on. If they did then the group got bigger, most of the time they didn't. Some of it has been funny. You know those little antics you do as a kid like trying to shave the cat, watching some x-movies, and generally letting your friends smoke and drink (teenage years). It'd start off innocent enough with swimming and pizza and then digress from there. The parties would always be all-nighters with some really bad movies. I remember this one bad movie about a guy who used a spoon to eat everyone's eyeballs. Then another one called "Microwave Massacre" about a guy who cooks people in his microwave and makes sandwiches. Then there was "The Stuff" about killer whipped cream. The x-movies were a little risqué for 7^th - 8^th graders. I am sure the preacher's kids that I invited over still talk about them. They would always hide when my perverted friends and I would watch them. The funniest had to be when we got our step-brother to rent "Ram, Oh". My mom popped it in the VCR to watch it the next day and thought she was going to watch Rambo. She got a surprise. Ah, good times, good times...

Thought of the Day

"I don't have a good apartment for an intervention. The furniture, it's very non-confrontational."

- Jerry, in "The Pez Dispenser"