Last night I attended my very first theme party that was not related to Halloween...unless you consider a Festivus Pajama Party a theme party, which I guess it is.
Last night I attended my very second theme party that was not related to Halloween. Friends of ours were having a house warming party, although they've been moved in for almost a year. Better than us, though. We just passed our two year anniversary in our house and still haven't had a house warming party. Not much point now I suppose.
But back to the party. The theme was Dr Who. I was decked out to be sure. I was rocking my tardis knee socks, a Dr Who t-shirt, my Tardis hockey jersey and my Tardis Laplander hat. (Sorry, no pictures were taken, although, Terri, I still owe you a picture of me in the hat.)
Upon entering the party, we all had three strands of blue mardi gras beads flung about our necks and three strips of folded paper thrust into our hands. I get it, it's a party game. I haven't played party games since middle school and that's all I'm saying about that. The strips of paper had challenges on them and if we could get someone to do what was on the paper, we would capture one strand of their beads. The person with the most strands of beads at the end of the night won beer, but not just any beer, Mad Elf beer. It's awesome.
Anyway, this game instilled in each of us a sense of distrust in that everything anyone said was suspect. I had no idea who to trust. Also, as the night wore on, some party people were forming alliances in an effort to monopolize the beads. Most of the challenges were related to Dr Who, but not all. My three challenges were as follows: get someone to argue that Chris Ecclestein was a better Doctor than Davis Tennant, challenge someone to a thumb wrestling match and challenge someone to a contest to see who could roar like Chewbacca the best. I got someone to argue the Dr Who challenge, but no way were the other ones going to happen. I did end up losing that one strand, though, when I refused to kiss another party goer, but still walked away with my original three strands of beads. Sadly, I won nothing...as usual.