You know, I'm learning a bit about taking photographs at parties. You have to walk a fine line between concentrating on photography and concentrating on having fun. You also have to be a bit subtle and inconspicious, and know when to stop to avoid irritating people. For example, this year I didn't take any images of the wild and embarassing poses when we were playing charades, for example the time when I... oh, never mind.
Without further ado, the story, as told by images (worth a thousand words each, no less).
| Fanning the flames of passion... err... I mean, the barbecue. |
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| Good job! Now that's something I can sink my teeth into. |
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| How does thing work??? There's more than one button! I was born blonde; I just dye it this colour. |
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| Mmm... finger lickin' good! |
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| Abor arou awhowoo (translation: I think I bit off more than I can chew). |
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Some freaky combination of Lorena Bobbit and Monica Lewinsky?
Oh dear, I can't believe I wrote that. It wasn't me, it was, uhmm, hackers who changed the caption after I was finished, yes, that's it. |
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| GRRRrrr! Your time has come, fowl chicken! |
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Sonia: This is so easy I can do it with my eyes closed.
Vivian: Really? Then I've got "your" plate handy for when you're done. |
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| That was good. I'm tired now. |
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| Point that thing away from me or... or... I'll turn around! |
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Camera shy from one end of the lens, but not the other!
Alternatively: Real men eat their meat in one piece! |
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| UofT 0\/\/nz m3! |
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| You know what I was thinking? We should all get some identical eng sci socks! Additional matches courtesy my amateur Photoshop skills. |
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| I'm startled, truly startled, that you'd have so much interest in my socks. |
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| It's a pair'o'bears! Or is that a pair'o'birthday girls? I'm pretty sure it's not a pair of socks, at least. |
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Well, wasn't that fun??? Thanks a lot, Eva! And if anyone happens to be reading this on their birthday, happy birthday to you, too!