Partying Sideways Raytoberfest was last night. It was a pretty large party and many, many people had a really, really great time. Here are some highlights. - Cricket bats were being thrown from the second floor den to the first floor living room. - There were some fantastic costumes. I think Shane's Hermione outfit was my favorite. Kit's Shaun of the Dead was rad. Karen's French maid outfit was...yummy. - My daughter introduced me to some interesting people before she spent the rest of the night getting hit on. - There were two topless girls roaming around. One even offered free feels. - Brad exhibited honor. His three compatriots did not. - Someone had sex in Carlos' bathroom. - There must have been 20 to 30 people that showed up that didn't know me or anyone else that lives here. Everyone was pretty cool, except that asshead midget dressed up as a skeleton. - Some girl passed out and had to be placed in Kit's bed for a while. I'm still trying to figure out why none of us went to "check" on her. - Steve "accidentally" threw a drink at Cindy. - Aside from wanting to throw skeleton boy down the stairs, I was a pretty good host. I did the meet and greet while the numbers were low, after which I roamed around to make sure everything was chill. I even stayed awake to see the last guest off. - Steve and Kit called all sorts of infomercial 800 numbers. I remember them cracking up and Kit explaining to the phone person, "I'm sorry, my associate is making this rather difficult." - I didn't get drunk because I was waiting for someone to show up. - She never came. I've already forgotten about many of the things that happened. I just didn't have a great time. For me, the party was just okay. All I wanted was to spend some time with her. It was the only thing I was looking forward to all of last week. It's not that I'm mad at or disappointed with her. I just wished so badly that she was there. Still, many, many people had a really, really great time. That is no small thing. It's all for the best probably. Every second I spend with her just increases my desire for her company. Steve and I went to see Sideways today. I very much enjoyed it. It's exactly what I want from a small-budget movie -- enjoyable writing and dialogue that's presented in a simple fashion. As I was watching the movie, I came up with three stupid analogies. 1) It's like Harold and Kumar go to White Castle, but for older and more intelligent people...and with lots of wine. 2) It's probably what a roadtrip with Cliff would be like. 3) It's probably what a roadtrip with me would be like if I could split the version of me I am 95 percent of the time and hang out with the overconfident, brash, and wreckless idiot I became once in a blue moon. Paul Giamatti's character really got to me. I don't think I've ever identified with a movie character more than I did with Miles Raymond. I could totally empathize with the morose and miserable man his relationship has made him become. His drunken mannerisms, actions (drunk dialing old loves!) and decisions are identical to mine. He's so very terrible with women, yet places love and romance above all (except maybe wine). The character just totally reminds me of how I get when I'm sad and negative and feeling trapped / lonely...which is how I've been lately. Miles is just so brilliant at being unhappy that he's made it an art form. I think it's rather funny that we share a name.