http://slog.thestranger.com/2006/02/party_crasher_i Dear Seattle, The Party Crasher Electronic Mailbox (partycrasher@thestranger.com) contains no invitations to a Super Bowl Party. How can this be? Are there no houses opening their doors to guests to celebrate the balletic, sweaty crush of football players' bodies flying together, as though freed from gravity by some supernatural force not unlike love? Oh, I think that there are parties. And this can only mean one thing: Somebody out there is celebrating Seattle's annexation into Sportugal and not inviting an Impartial Party-Centric Journalist (h-hem) to record the proceedings. And that, needless to say is bullshit. What do your Superbowl Celebrations... Copyright 2007 Sat, 04 Feb 2006 19:14:43 -0800 Sun, 05 Feb 2006 12:00:33 -0800 http://www.movabletype.org/?v=3.34 http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss Theatre off Jackson's having one, as is Central Cinema. Go crash one.

]]> Gomez http://slog.thestranger.com/2006/02/party_crasher_i#c014254 http://slog.thestranger.com/2006/02/party_crasher_i#c014254 Arts Sat, 04 Feb 2006 20:41:11 -0800 The column is all about house parties, actually, so TOJ and Central Cinema wouldn't apply, but I did get a couple of invitations--thank you, partiers, I knew you'd pull through for me!--which means that I get to attend my first-ever Superbowl celebration. Now I must go paint myself maroon, or whatever our team colors are.

]]> Paul Constant http://slog.thestranger.com/2006/02/party_crasher_i#c014306 http://slog.thestranger.com/2006/02/party_crasher_i#c014306 Arts Sun, 05 Feb 2006 12:00:33 -0800