The party superb
When we arrived at Richie’s building, we suddenly realised that neither of us knew which number his apartment was, given that we neglected to print out a copy of the e-vite before setting out. So, mustering what I mistook for some sort of recollection, I pushed 7 and hoped for the best. I now know Richie’s apartment is actually number 5. Number 7 is the home of an old Asian woman (for whom home invasion is obviously not that much of a concern) who let me in anyway (albeit with a bit of bluffing on my part).
Anyway, once we were inside the correct apartment, the party was well underway. I’d have to say, I think it went off pretty well. Amid the drunken banter, plans were made to catch up again the next day, to have lunch and collect several cars that had been left overnight, but subsequent hangovers dictated otherwise.
Robert and Twelve cutting a rug. “Face… face… face… face”
In a scene reminiscent of Jeffs’ parties of yore, Robert and Twelve took to the living room floor for a Flashdance style routine, which looked almost choreographed. The spectacle was exacerbated by Twelve conferring Robert the names of fictional dance moves, and Robert frequently upside down.
Comments
Props to the ol’asian woman in number 7!
Posted by: richard | February 22, 2006 06:38 PM
Happy you managed to get the photos (I couldn’t fight my way through the crowd to get a glimpse) …but they make me feel dirty inside.
Posted by: Kamm | February 23, 2006 11:34 AM
The king of Melbourne shall not tolerate such insolence! But since it was J12 in the house I’ll accept it.
This reminded me to check my camera and uncover the gems hidden within. Many humourous photos (which I’ll have to make available somehow) and even better a few short videos including a sample of the dance sequence. It’s gold Jerry!
Posted by: Danny | February 24, 2006 12:19 AM
I think that next time Richie will have to invite the girl from across the way. I wouldn’t approach her but just stare deviously at her all night. ;)
Posted by: Damian | February 24, 2006 01:09 PM
all these people, all these events, all these WOMEN!! that I never even experienced!!! such is the life of a caberet dancer…..
my names John Stich…
Posted by: robert | February 25, 2006 12:50 AM
12 and I are available for wedding parties and all festive engagments ((including Barmitzvahs)scuse me if i spelt that wrong!)
Posted by: Dance Party Hula Kids | February 25, 2006 12:53 AM
John Stich…the non stop dancer?
What a c*nt!
Posted by: richard | February 25, 2006 03:26 PM
Hear ye! Hear ye!
After much fussing about the King Of Melbourne has made available a distorted view of events from the party superb.
Various images from the evening are chronicled in digital imagery.
Furthermore, the Tony Bartuccio dancers made an appearance to provide the nights entertainment with such memorable dance moves as ‘dealing cards’, ‘face’ and the ever-popular ‘worship’.
K.O.M. signing off.
Posted by: Danny | February 26, 2006 02:47 PM