Jenna's Tri Worlds fundraiser party

The cool kids (& me) all made it. If you weren't there, here is a bit of what you missed. Each participant had to race a nano-sprint distance tri before access to the house was granted. There was body marking which was enough reason for me to show up. ! like to think that ! won. ! did finish before everyone else. The race director cited some silly rule about ranking based on actual race/jello shot times due to the time trial start. !'ll be filing a protest w/ the SSTA (Starving Student Triathlon Association) home office. Courtney's home was resplendent in plastic drop cloths and stain resistant carpeting. Triathlete safe. She spent most of the evening flipping burgers and dogs which left Iron Chef Denny free to drink beer and do other traditional Denny activities. The onsite paramedics reported that he left w/ all the arm hair he came w/. Maybe more. On to the Texas Hold-em table where they were playing w/ girl rules. The pots were split up evenly after each hand. Even so Holly ended up betting all her chips, her car and last 3 boyfriends on one hand. Tension mounted until she revealed her hand. 1 of a kind. Still that was enough to win. ! wandered off 10 or 15 minutes after ! realized ! had no idea what ! was doing. Off to the karaoke room w/ the spinning lights. Deb warmed things up. Throughout her first song ! had to remind myself that she was actually singing and not just lip-syncing to a well produced studio recording. She was that good. For your marriage, divorce or any other reason to celebrate consider getting her to sing. THE Elvis Presley made an appearance. Not just an appearance, but a short set. Thanks to Clyde and Nancy who unfortunatly could not be there. He's been working out and lookin' good. He's even done a triathlon. ! forget exactly what the 3 events were, but they sure sounded like fun. Candi made sure to show him her race number. Lingerie was thrown. Luke led off the karaoke contest. Alas, the obnoxious eMCee, was unable to fathom the depth of our love for Luke. Perhaps the hugs and kind words of encouragement from each and every one of us will help Luke, the sweetest, most caring boy most of us have ever met, to recover from the vitriolic and just plain ugly comments your humble narrator has ever heard. Luke, we love you. On w/ the contest. The performers were generally above average. Deb, as previously mentioned, blew the curve and ! did my part for humanity by not singing. That would have been even less pleasant than the loathsome eMCee. The neighbors would have been pounding on the door w/ torches and pitchforks. It was bad enough for them what w/ the noise, alchohol and small fires being set in the street. Not to mention the rumour that Jenna was rounding up all the pets in the area for her chimera lab. Has anyone checked the credentials of this "medical" school she's attending? Hey! Stop that. In spite of the blustering eMCee's ego, last night was all about Jenna. She even bathed and put on a dress. When called upon to perform she sang to ME about the nicest words any woman has ever directed @ me. Prior to that the best was "I'll count to 5 before I scream" And she sang them w/ all the sincerity and depth of emotion that Britney Spears could muster. After that my head was spinning. The rest of the evening was a blur. A grand time was had by everyone there except the neighbor who vanished into the unfinished basement. Did ! mention how yummy Courtney's burgers were? Sufficient funds were raised for Jenna's adventure. Oddly enough, only those of us who stayed until Courtney's husband brandished a knife, managed to make it to the brick workout this morning. Go ahead and take the rest of the day off.