2004-01-01

Happy hangover day, everyone! Last night’s party was pretty much what I expected – mildly diverting, but mostly from an anthropological perspective. It was peopled mostly with the kind of guys who (I heard this several times last night) call each other “fag” in a jovial/derogatory manner. Personable enough, as long as you’re not gay, but not my people.

Reinforcing the stereotypes about frat guys, I actually had my ass groped, which was…well, refreshing, actually – nobody has shown an interest in navigating my nether regions in some time – but unsettling, happening as it did in the middle of what I thought was a fairly rational and adult discussion about Native rights in Canada (“Yeah, it’s amazing the general low level of awareness about treaty rights and—hey, that’s my ass.” I’m willing to bet that that particular sentence has never been uttered before in all of human history).

Here is a photo of the festivities, with a disclaimer: Budweiser was the only beer available at the time this picture was taken. I don’t want you getting the idea that I’d willingly put that swill in my face. I have a reputation to consider.