I know, I know. Oh, yet another party. Yet another meaningless gathering of preening bastards attempting to approximate meaning via pigmentation. I know, I know - you've seen my paintings on this here website, and I won't be artful and suggest that they look better in person (because they don't) but you know what I will suggest? I look better in person. As incentives I also add: music, raffles, hippies, alcohol in varying percentages jumbled into sucrose with varying carbonations, and conversations about a topic of your choosing. That last part is new.
I can't wait for you guys to knock me down a couple of pegs. I'll be the one standing scowlingly to the side with unshaven legs forced into gold slippers.