LOL! Well, one the users on my BBS had gotten a new bed and wanted to dispose of the old mattress... so we threw a party (hey, any excuse).
We all met at a local park with food, musical instruments, boffers, Toxic Punch (our own creation -- a non-alcoholic drink consisting mostly of various forms of concentrated sugar), and the mattress. The park in question had a sort of small stage area built into the side of a slight hill... at one point we had the mattress at the base of the stage so we could jump on it from there. We dragged the mattress all over the park, rolled it down hills, jumped on it, and basically had a good time.
There was, of course, also some filking and some sword-fighting (hence the boffers)... and then the belly-dancers showed up.
Turns out they were having a drum circle in the park, over at the little stage area... so, naturally, we all joined in (since we already had some instruments for general noise-making and it turned out I knew several of the belly-dancers from taking belly-dancing classes). It was really the sort of party where you couldn't have planned for a more surreal experience... and it was an absolute blast.
At the end of the day, we had a funeral procession for the mattress as we carried it to a nearby dumpster and tossed it in. Ah, good times... good times...
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Date: 2005-03-08 12:42 pm (UTC)We all met at a local park with food, musical instruments, boffers, Toxic Punch (our own creation -- a non-alcoholic drink consisting mostly of various forms of concentrated sugar), and the mattress. The park in question had a sort of small stage area built into the side of a slight hill... at one point we had the mattress at the base of the stage so we could jump on it from there. We dragged the mattress all over the park, rolled it down hills, jumped on it, and basically had a good time.
There was, of course, also some filking and some sword-fighting (hence the boffers)... and then the belly-dancers showed up.
Turns out they were having a drum circle in the park, over at the little stage area... so, naturally, we all joined in (since we already had some instruments for general noise-making and it turned out I knew several of the belly-dancers from taking belly-dancing classes). It was really the sort of party where you couldn't have planned for a more surreal experience... and it was an absolute blast.
At the end of the day, we had a funeral procession for the mattress as we carried it to a nearby dumpster and tossed it in. Ah, good times... good times...