Party

Last week I decided to have a little party at me place on Saturday night. I usually have a Fourth of July party but I won't be around that weekend this year so I just picked a random night. Unfortunately, I picked a random night that poured all evening long, and the party was supposed to be in my back yard. It turned out OK, I just packed 35 people into my living room and kitchen. It was a little tight but luckily there were lots of smokers who spent a good deal of time on my tiny covered porch puffing away.

One of my friends brought two girls that I had never met before, we'll just call them Blond and Brunette. The two girls were essentially the same except for the color of their hair. Both worked on the hill, lived in my neighborhood, were cool, single, very tall and mildly unattractive. My friend had told me about Blond, and I think her plan was to fix me up with her, but I didn't find her attractive at all. Brunette was better looking, and tons of fun, but more on her later.

Also in attendance was Brazil. Brazil is a friend of a friend. She's from DC but moved across the country for a guy whom she married a few months ago. We hooked up several times before she got engaged (but while she was dating her now husband) so it's always interesting when I see her or him.

Side Note: Maybe I will discuss this in a later blog, but I always feel strange meeting the fiance or husband of a girl I've seen naked. I often wonder if he knows we hooked up, or to what extent. I chuckle a little on the inside because I usually had done something naughty to the girl. Conversely, it would drive me absolutely wild to meet a guy that used to date my girlfriend/fiance/wife because all I would be able to think is "this dude did something naughty to my girl". Such is life.

So, Brazil was in town without her husband, and was all dressed up and being very flirty. She was one of the first people to show up so we talked for a long time. I have never hooked up with a chick that was married and still living with her husband. I have slept with married women, but all of them were in the process of getting divorces and were living in separate houses. I realize this is a very minor distinction, but it makes a difference to me. Therefore, despite being somewhat flirty, I would not have hooked up with Brazil even if the opportunity presented itself. However, one of my friends later commented that he wouldn't trust Brazil as a wife at all because she always seems on the prowl.

I was running around all night filling ice buckets and trying to be a good host, but when I had time I chatted with as many people as I could. Blond didn't have much to say, but Brunette was easy to talk to and was very engaging.

At about 1am I was standing in the kitchen talking to someone when Brunette walked by and kind of swerved and bumped into me. She didn't just brush my shoulder, though, she full-on ran into my chest, it was like a hockey check. She said "excuse me" and walked around me and down the stairs. I made eye contact with another girl who saw what happened and we both laughed about it. At 2am I saw Brunette, her eyes were half-shut and she was slurring badly. The "check" now made sense, she was hammered.

Blond, Brunette, and three other people were the the last ones at the party, and we drank on my back deck (it finally stopped raining at 2:30) until about 3:30am. Blond was touch-feely by then, and Brunette was hammered but being very funny. It was at about this time that I wished I had the hot tub. I was drunk enough to overlook at the fact that none of the girls were very attractive just to see a little T&A. Close to 4am one girl asked where she could catch a cab, and I told her where, but I really didn't want her waiting on a corner at that hour. Blond had driven to my house, said she was sober (I didn't see her drink much, and she seemed fine) and said she would give one girl and another guy a ride home. Brunette said she was ready to leave as well, but she was unable to get up under her own power! Another dude and I hoisted Brunette out of her chair and led her to the stairs. We were afraid she would fall down the steps, so we sat her on the top step and she scooted down the whole flight on her butt like a little kid. It was the funniest thing I had seen in a long time, I loved it.

Blond seemed like she was interested in hooking up, and I think her plan was to be the "last man standing". By 4am I was drunk enough to hook up with her, but sober enough to know that it was still a bad idea. For once the big head overruled the little head (a very rare occurrence) and I said good night to her.