After a long day at the Happiest Place on Earth, I was able to snag a 30-minute nap. Then I head over the Blake's spot for his Pirate Party in celebration of International Talk Like a Pirate Day. Let me say one thing: this kid knows how to decorate for a party.
I walk through the door to this. Hoist the colors!
We're at full sail!
More random decor. Most of the expensive-looking decorations are actually pieces of random junk Blake found in his grandpa's garage while cleaning the house out. He was pretty happy that he didn't throw any of it away.
And of course some mood lighting.
Yes a sunken ship in his backyard. The prop of the night. Ye landlubbers on this ship, they be in Davey's grip now.
And yes that is a working cannon. Powder monkeys can load the gun with water balloons.
What's a Pirate Party without a Pirate Cove? Nothin I tell ya.
Some pirate booty and a noosed Captain Hook piƱata.
Where do pirates like to order drinks? The BARRRRRRRR! (HAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!)
It wasn't just the decorations that were on point. Somehow, everyone was into the whole pirate theme and got dressed up. Impressive. Some pong action with some other scallywags and wenches.
And Blake's neighbor. WHAT THE!? I wish I was that cool with my neighbors.
The child of Johnny Depp and Mick Jagger.
My buddy Mike from work. Nice cutlass matey!
Dan had one of the best costumes of the night. He couldn't re-iterate enough that the plunger was the one from his bathroom... And also that it's cupping his precious jewels. Nice.
My other coworker Scotty on the far left and Casey in the middle with her amazing Xena dagger. I don't remember the other people. YARRRRRRR!!
Some swashbucklin between two captains.
Blake really thought he was Jack Sparrow for a minute.
A view of the backyard.
Great party dude. We need to do another one sir.
Bruce and Jasmine also dropped by and were impressed. Sorry no pictures of them at the party. We cut out around 1am and grab some staple late night food. DEL TACO!
Brian's amped because he ordered some fiber in the mail to make clean poo.
We get some late night Rock Band sessions in. First timer Jasmine held her own while Bruce was a biggity-bitch the rest of the night.
When does the summer end? Not this weekend that's for sure...
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