We had our housewarming party last night, and the consensus is that it was quite a success. A large number people showed up, and there was drinking, hot-tubbing, pool-shooting, and even some dancing. I dropped a cup of wine on my pants, but other than that I don't think I did anything more embarrassing than confessing that I know all the words to "Cherish" by Madonna. And of course, in keeping with tradition, we were paid a visit by the police, who yelled at us to keep it down, then drove off.