An Unnecessoiree

In March, we started accumulating alcohol (a difficult commodity to acquire in Jakarta) in preparation for an Ancient Civilizations party in April.  When we had to rush our son to a hospital in Singapore, we lost two important weeks for planning and coordinating the party, and had to cancel it.  Then we looked at the thirty bottles of booze and realized:  "We'll never finish this".  So we planned a new party, smaller in scale, dubbed "An Unnecessoiree" so we could empty our bar.

The party was well attended with roughly forty people in attendance.  One couple even flew in from Malaysia specifically to attend.  Hacienda catered the food and we hired bartenders, serving girls and rented a large sound system.  Several attendees, including ourselves, arrived in costumes they had prepared for our earlier party.

The primary events I will remember:

1. Tequila Pong.  For those of you familiar with Beer Pong, this is it's older, angry brother.  We had two teams of two, men against women, face each other on our back porch.  They stood about twenty feet apart.  In the center, we placed a small plastic cup, about the size of a coffee mug.  Inside the cup was 2-3 shots of tequila.  The object of the game is to land a ping pong ball inside the cup.  If you achieve this objective, you can make someone on the other team drink the contents.  Each person on both teams gets one try until either everyone misses, or one person makes it in.  If no one lands in the cup, they all move one foot closer and try again.  A gentleman who goes by the name "Shrek" (because he looks like him, only without the green skin) and his partner faced off against our yoga instructor and her partner.  Big mistake.  Using a yoga pose, she balanced on one foot, leaned all the way forward, extended her arms, and basically just dropped the ball in the cup.  Three rounds, three losses, three double/triple shots for Shrek.  He disappeared after the third round and it was a long time before I saw him again.
2. Buffalo.  About an hour after Tequila Pong, the party was in full swing.  We had finished twenty bottles of wine and at least three each of vodka, rum and tequila.  I was in our makeshift bar watching people dance, when, from the backyard, strolled in an American friend of ours completely starkers.  He whad a blank stare and obviously had no idea where he was.  He walked in and stood in the middle of the dancers with a goofy grin on his face.  Someone handed him a towel so he could cover himself, but he just held it at his side.  He eventually wandered back to from wherever he had come.  The next time I saw him he was soaking wet and dressed in street clothes despite having arrived in a toga.  The next day, everyone started calling him by the nicknames "Naked Zombie" and "Buffalo".
3. The Give Away.  To encourage people to have a good time, we gave away a Kindle Fire to the most memorable attendee.  At the end of the night, I asked everyone in attendance to vote for the person they would most remember.  Per usual, the voting came down to two people, and the winner won by a small margin.  In this case, the winner was a Swedish (or was he from Denmark?) gentleman who came dressed as Jesus.  Shrek was the runner up, and as I awarded the prize, everyone was asking where Shrek had disappeared to.  When no one knew, we became worried.  He was pretty drunk after the Tequila Pong losses.  It only took a walk out to the front lawn to find him.  There he was, feed on the driveway, butt on the curb, back on the lawn, looking up at the night sky.  I asked him if he was okay and he seemed surprised I would ask a person laying by themselves on my front lawn such a ridiculous question.  He was fine, but the next day he didn't understand why his back was so itchy and covered with bug bites.

The party was a lot of fun and accomplished its objective.  Forty bottles of booze were gone by the end of the night.  Our maid had to mop the floors four times the next morning before it was clean.