Hurricane Katrina. So terrible I'm still not even sure how to react.

I think that went very well. Sure, I puked on the carpet and made a boy cry, but people seemed to be having a good time. Good enough that the police cruised by due to a noise complaint. It isn't a party without a noise complaint. And the decorating turned out splendidly, if I do say so myself, which I do.

Maybe I'll do this again one day.