On Saturday night, we went to Pizza Chicago downtown for Shiaw-Ling’s birthday party. This year, her theme was the 80s and 90s, and she encouraged her guests to come dressed for the occassion. I did my best to reproduce my wardrobe, makeup and hair from 1982, the year Shiaw-Ling was born: Yes, those are actually…
Category: Parties
Trick or Treating at the Mall
I’ve never done trick or treating at the mall, and I never intended to. But yesterday, a fluke of circumstance had Neil and Kelly among a horde of costumed kiddies popping into places like Target and Bath & Body Works for treats. The circumstances that put us in this unexpected place was the Halloween party…
Neil Goes to Hollywood
After our fun weekend, it was time to get on with the purpose for which we’d come down to LA. We checked in to the luxurious Sheraton Universal, where the auditions were to be held, and after dinner and his algebra test, Neil finished working on his drumming robot, which was what he’d brought for…
A Guitar Hero Party, Mother’s Day, and Winning the Chicken Dance
We had quite a full weekend of fun, and I’m just going to try to encapsulate it in this one posting. On Saturday morning, Peter took Neil to the Scout-o-Rama, while I took Kelly to the Stanford Powwow. And afterwards, we had a barbecue party! Shiaw-Ling is our party enabler, so she organized it, and…
Wondercon Sunday
I expected Wondercon to be quieter on Sunday. I’d worked at the ComicBase booth on Sunday last year, and the last day of the show was uncrowded, though not in a deadly way. There was no such luck at Wondercon. I arrived early, but by 11 am, the attendance was in full effect again. Inevitably,…
My Wondercon Party
My approach to conventions, of any kind, is like going to a large party. I will see people I know, and people I’m casually acquainted with, find out about things I’m interested in, and meet new people who are enjoyable (or not) to talk to, even if I’ll never see the person again. I used…
Greg’s Superbowl Party
We’re not football fans in any sense, but Peter and I have a longstanding tradition about the Superbowl. Each of us has to pick a team to root for, and the person with the losing team has to make or pay for Valentine’s Day dinner. The person whose pick lost the previous year has first…
George’s Birthday Party
We love parties, and we especially love parties we don’t have to host. So when the effervescent Candace invited us to the birthday party she was throwing for her husband George, we were delighted to accept. It had people from our regular social circle as well as George and Candace and their associates. Two of…