So there's this play I'm running lights for, and one of the perks is that in the past 3 weekends I've been at 4 show related parties, which is really quite great. Anyway, there's this woman in the show who is an undergraduate but grownup (I'm not going to go on the record guessing anyones age online, in case they ever google me, but she's certainly older than 30 and certainly younger than 50) and was hosting a general theater party. She lives way out in the suburbs in this nice big house, but it was her back yard that was really rediculous. It had a pool and a hot tub, and then it sloped up and had this walkway in between lanscaped gardens passing over a little wodden bridge and sloping up to a gazebo at the top (she also has lots of real frogs which make a lot of noise). She also has a cottage in wales... Anyway it was a fun party: good white wine, fun people, a hot tub. (Warning though, drinking + hot tub + waking up to go to a 9:30 math lecture = a hangover, even if you thought you drank a lot of water.) Met a really cute undergrad to whom I tought a juggling trick (juggling drunk is somewhat difficult, but can be done), but she turned out to have a boyfriend.