Sunday, October 07, 2007
Baby's First (and Second) Fark Party
Last week, I came across a thread for a New York Fark party. Since the party was at the Crocodile Lounge, which is literally 20 blocks from my place, I said I'd go. I had been there before and enjoyed the free pizza and skee ball, but these happy memories did little to conjure up the exact location of the place, causing me to be a little late. (I had also spent some time getting ready, which caused the other hour-and-a-half of my lateness.)
It's funny to think I almost backed out that night, but while browsing Fark, I found the party thread had been updated to confirm my presence so I sucked it up and got dressed (in a black dress and orange fishnets--because I'm excited about Halloween!). I'm really glad I did because I met some nice people (and Drew!) and we ended up having another impromptu Fark party at my apartment two days later.
The original plan was to take one of the Farkers out for drinks because he got mugged on his way home from the last party. That's right, NY Farkers are so hardcore, we risk our very lives to hang out with each other. Anyway, I offered my place as a starting point, but none of us wanted to leave. Works for me!
There was hair-eating...
Rooftop drinking...
A sword fight...
And someone said something funny.
A very well-meaning individual left my house with my camera that night, and then posted the entire set of pics on his Flickr page. It's probably better I don't share those, for your eye safety and to protect his privacy. If the members of TotalFark were any sort of screening panel, the general consensus was that picture-taking that night led to massive amounts of FAIL. Sober people got drunk just by viewing these pictures. And honestly, I don't look so hot in most of them.
At any rate, this was a better send-off than I ever could have hoped for, given my isolated situation in New York. I guess it's inevitable that as soon as you know you're going to be leaving somewhere, you make a bunch of friends that you find out you could have been hanging out with all along.
But I'll be back. My shoe collection isn't going to move itself!
