Last night I went to the launch party for A Short History of Myth.
The party was in a hotel that has an indoor pool surrounded by backlit liquor bottles, or something, with a DJ above the pool in a sort of lookout spot, and a steam room and sauna behind him. Above the pool there was a big projection screen playing a movie with the sound off. That's where the launch party was. It was a book party and a pool party. I have never heard of this before. Apparently before I arrived they even had a reading.
By the time I left, furious guards had pulled everyone out of the pool because nudity is not allowed, or something, then opened it again after a lawyer argued with them, and the hysterical DJ was shouting to the guards that someone had hit him in the face "over and over again" with a shoe.
It was kind of amazing.
Usually I feel some level of awkwardness at parties.
This was really fun.
I wore my tie into the water.
Someone named "Reverend Phil" was causing lots of commotion in the pool.
Fred, one of my freshman roommates from college, now a film major at Tisch, stopped by. It was good to see him, although he didn't get in the pool. He just drank.
I felt a little bad for the people who organized the thing. They looked alarmed by the end. But they knew everyone had an interesting time.