I am throwing a mini-new years bash. I invited 15 people total...there are 23 people here right now and I just got a phone call from someone named Devon (a Dude) who said he is on his way over with "the gang"...?? I dont know anyone named Devon...

I made an early dinner for myself and my date, a 41 year old MILF from Santa Rosa I have dated a few times since I moved up here. She owns her own successful business so I am comfortable dating her without fear she is simply a gold digger. We ate at 4:30, I made Chicken Parmagiana using free range, organically fed hens and organic ingredients, a Salad, with Shrimp Cocktail as a appetizer. She had 4-1/2 glasses of wine before and during dinner, and another 3 or 4 after when people started showing up. I think she smoked a joint also while I was on the phone...anyway, she is now passed out on my Sofa in my Den 10 feet from me...I just had a Animal House-Pinto moment with an angel and Devil on both my shoulders telling me what I should do with her...

Meanwhile, there are 6 people (4 dudes, 2 chicks) out on my Pool Deck having sex...7 people are playing poker (5 dudes, and 2 chicks...the chicks are winning, up at least 800 bucks between them both, probably because the guys are half cocked from drinking my keg of Eye of the Hawk Ale...) the remaining people are sitting around my living room, eating all my organic snack foods and smoking pot...it's pretty cold up here but I have most of the windows open.

I think this sucks...I should have rented a hotel room in San Fran and paid for a date. Probably would have cost 3 or 4 grand but at least my house would be clean and safe. Never shit where you live...or sleep

Actually, I wish I was in Boston, specifically either at the Charles Hotel (james knows it well) ... or at some blue collar bar in Somerville, CG Coogles, singing Danny Boy with all my 1/2 Irish 1/2 Portugese friends.

2-1/2 hours until 2007, yippee....