Greatest party ever?

Loyal readers, I just attended what may go down as the greatest party ever thrown. Before I get to the top ten greatest moments of the party, allow me to touch on a few other things. It's great to be back in Central Pennsylvania. I start work tomorrow, and let me tell you that I am not looking forward to a daily 7 AM wake up call. Anyone that knows me is aware of my desire to sleep until at least noon. Lets hope I can adjust to those early mornings.

There weren't really any great sporting events this past weekend, aside from some softball played at the party (we'll get to that later). As I have said before, I could care less about the NBA Playoffs. The Mighty Ducks have taken a 1-0 lead over Ottawa in the Stanley Cup Finals, but I unless Charlie Conway, Adam Banks, and Gordon Bombay are involved, there are no Mighty Ducks in my opinion. However, congrats to Mr. Ashley Judd for winning the rain-shortened Indy 500. I didn't get to watch this because I was driving home, but apparently there were some pretty intense wrecks. I cannot wait for football season.

Now, onto the top ten moments from the Party. I don't want to name names for two reasons: First, legal reasons. Second, I thought we could play a good game here. You read the moment and try to guess who I am talking about. Feel free to tell me your guesses.

#10...Someone tearing a tendon in their finger while making a web gem in center field at about 3 PM. Said person returned to the party sober at about 6PM and was shattered by 8PM.

#9...One of our friends and one of Billy's friends playing 2nd Base and Right Field, respectively. These two contributed the game's comic relief, making everyone laugh in several different ways. The most notable occured when Person A closelined Person B trying to make a catch, along with said persons running into each other and a possible on the ground make out.

#8...Billy giving a speech to his guests, asking them to forgive in advance the inappropriate behavior of his Notre Dame friends they would soon witness.

#7...Someone who tried to slay beer as fast as possible while laughing at the advice "Person C, It's a marathon, not a sprint." Person C then passed out by 8 PM.

#6...Person A pulling the Photo Booth make out, then "misplacing the photos".

#5...Waking up, unable to find Person D. It was only after walking to my car to change clothes did I realize that he had passed out in his car.

#4...Person E introducing the group to the '57 Chevy. There is nothing humorous about this moment, yet it was such a delicious drink that it had to be mentioned.

#3...Person F taking several shots with his mother, then running out of the tent covering his mouth. He then promptly puked on the train tracks.

#2...Person G waking up on the floor, two hours after his flight had left. He was strangely unalarmed.

#1...Person H being forcefully ejected from the main tent before 8 PM. He was the drunkest person in attendance, an award that was fiercely contested. His performance will become the stuff of legend.

There you have it, ten of many stories from this past weekend's extravaganza. Unfortunately, words do not do this party justice. I might never be at one like it ever again. Here's hoping Billy gets married in the next couple of years, and that I make the cut for the reception.