Sun 30 Dec 2007
So, after some formalities like cutting cake, and “talking” to people, the party moved on the it’s intended purpose. And that was, apparently, taking pictures of people’s crotches. Note: You will need a login to view these pictures to protect the “innocent”. Email me if you need a login. From there, you can also view full size versions of other pictures.
At this point, for whatever reason, we decided to attack Doug.
Nothing much came of that, except for a really awkward feeling that I got right after that. To tell you the truth, I felt kind of dirty. I can’t really explain why. Ooooh, speaking of Doug, thanks for bringing the fabulous bottle of Pinot Noir.
I’m not really sure what is happening here. Everyone seems to think that this picture is hilarious, but I really don’t see what’s to funny:
I mean, I just really don’t get it… it must be the face that Lucy is making or something.
Of course, no party would be complete without Jon Neal whipping out the laptop.
This was followed by about 30 minutes of trying to get the stupid wireless internet to work, which always seems to be a bit of a pain at the Ledezma house. Not really sure what’s up with that.
Inevitably, Jon Lyons had to take a bathroom break. I am not really sure what made him think that he needed to hide in the bathtub. I mean, diarrhea is really nothing to be ashamed of. Either way, he was thoroughly freaked out when he saw a mysterious hand, and a blinking red light creep its way over the top of the shower door.
And, sadly, as quickly as it had started the party drew to an end. It was a great time, and I know it certainly won’t be the last for this infamous group of friends. But, for this party, what’s left is just a sign of things to come…