Hey Everybody! Come And See How Great I Am

The last work party was aces. Had a really good time, got very drunk and did Kareoke, mainly David Bowie tracks and Starship.

The party entertainment was provided by a work person who does that sort of D J-ing. He was paid and did a set.

He got a bit drunk.


Then he got wasted.


Then he passed out.

I waited with baited breath for any version on an Eryn that I could get, but alas no luck.

So we took over and we played what the hell we wanted.


Now this aside for one second, the perfect night out, consists of the right people and the right amount of drink. To much drink means something stupid will happen, sometimes good sometimes not.

The wrong people and you will not have fun.

The place, the music, the cost are not really issues. These are things that will not affect how much fun you will have.


There is another staff party coming up, and the votes are in, looks like we are gonna be having it at work again.

We were talking about it and the guy that did the DJ-ing/passing out/letting us run amok with his gear turned around and said

"Well, its my fault that everyone wants the party here. I did such a good job last time. I'll have to do a bad job this time so that everyone wants to go else where"



Oooooooooohhhhhh, check you out. You're just so good at passing out and getting other people to do what you have been paid for. If every DJ did that then every club would be cool.


He played shit music, and in proper Kareoke style kept talking over all the music so you couldn't work out what the crap he was playing, and talking with the mic some where near the back of his throat so you couldn't work out what he was saying.

Seriously the only good thing he did was passing out and letting us go crazy on his expensive equipment whilst drunk! Hence loads of David Bowie.


So here's to another great party, plenty of drink and some good friends.



Shit music and an unconcious DJ, but its not like that matters to anyone really.