we do interior decorating, too

the other night, a bunch of us ended up at pixie’s rocking house party.  we took over the bottom dancefloor, hooping it up to great grooves. best party i’ve been to in some time.

i’d been doing high tosses all night, aware of the ceiling fan rotating at the top of the high-ceilinged warehouse space, when i managed to tag it accidentally.  i don’t think i launched it that hard, but all of a sudden there was a blade on the floor and my peeps looking up in horror.  yep, that was me.  yep, broke the fan.  fuck.  i scrambled to get it turned off.

i can now add this to a couple of lamps (one of which involved several completely shattered glass light fixtures), beer bottles (nailed another one the same night), a bong, and multiple wall/ceiling impacts.  as to flesh wounds on unsuspecting victims, the human impact toll at this point is off the charts.  i think the u.n. is about to start the investigation.

i feel badly.  these are my peeps.  i broke their shit. working to get it fixed up all happily.  gonna have to add an interpretive dance to the mix to cheer up the residents.  maybe a puppet show.  i’d hoop but they’d probably throw things.

like i’ve started saying, with me, protective eyewear is recommended.