Sunday night I went to GeezBob's house for his 47th birthday party. Since I think of myself as being in my late 20s, it's a little hard to fathom having a 47 year-old best friend.

GeezBob's two other best friends (Mark and Rui) were there too. We each stayed in different parts of the party to avoid any unnecessary scenes. (That's a joke.) Not that I'm competitive, but I did make sure I was the last of the three of us to leave. (OK, that's a joke too -- sort of.)

I love going to parties. But I especially love going to parties where I know lots of people. It just makes it so much easier when I pretend I'm a Congressman and I go around and say hello to EVERYONE at the party if I actually know some of them.

There were lots of questions about my blog, one of my favorite topics. Maybe my site meter will get a little bump, we'll see.

I think everyone had a fun time, I certainly did. But the party was a little more sedate than the parties GeezBob used to help organize when he was in college in Bakersfield. No holes in the walls to be repaired tomorrow after tonight's shindig.