Ah, parties, they bring out the best in brilliant graduate students. The following smattering of photos is from the first annual Cuatro de Mayo party held on the Blomenberg urban estate. Dan came just as things were starting to get out of hand and was able to keep things reined in as the sole representative of restraint and poise. If one couldn't tell from his demeanor, the shirt makes it plain. Wherever fun appeared to be getting to a point where it might break the bounds of proper decorum and gravitas, he was there. I was rather preoccupied, but I do recall that he held forth in the book nook, perusing my copy of Everybody's Book of Epitaphs. Reports indicate he may have even worked at inciting a hymn sing later on in the evening.
As you can see, he had his hands full. Tadd wanted to help with the grilling. Here, the Mickey Mouse beach shovel makes another appearance from February. Luckily, cooler heads prevailed.
As night deepened, various denizens of the dark appeared.
Candles burned on the porch, silent movies played in the bedroom, cheeseballs and lemon bars were obliterated in the dining room, and the living room held all those who couldn't fit in on the "stage," as Dan named it. As you can see, he kept things at quite a reasonable level of jollity.
I'm glad so many of you were able to come down to Indy!