First of all, here are the "Blue Fish Revenge" Prize Winners:

First Prize
Mary - blue glass fish (first prize for her second time!)
Second Prize
Langston - AOL disks (second prize)
Last Prize
Kristin - moon pie (last prize, but you gotta love that moon pie)

All the other Prizes
Sean - fish stamp
Erin - the right to drink fish wine with me
Brian - the right to drink fish wine with me
Anthony - the right to drink fish wine with me
Susannah - Beanie Ty Fish Card
Sara  - Blue Parrot Fish Chromolithograph
Susan - Fish Dish Lid
Matt "madness" - Blue ceramic fish

Congratulations to all!

Pictures

For the second party in a row, Chris is featured in the top photograph.  This time, thanks to my vanity.  I don't normally like picutures of myself (who does?) but this one I liked.  That's me on the left, then Chris, and then Mike Steele on the far right.

Subbing for Julie at the last party, Genevieve (on the right) makes a superb presentation of the world famous fish dress.  That's Cindi on the left with a Tecate to match her super Asian outfit.  What couple of super cute girls, huh?

Here's Genevieve and Cindi again, now with Mark captured.
(lucky Mark)

Brandon makes the Rock Star entrance.
Mike is dressed in layers in case temperature in the house takes a sudden drop.

John poses with "The woman in Red Flag".
The guy on the right is Bob.  He filmed the prize give-a-way as well as the Altamont Speedway gig earlier that night.  I hear that my superb " Rock Star accidently unplugs his amp" trick made the final edit.  Sure am happy about that!

Jake, poses for the camera.
"Hi Girls!"

Mark, Erin, and Kristen in happy mode.

Brandon... aka "Teen Idol".

Julie with nifty scarf and her boyfriend "John".
Mariana's there too, in brown and blue.

Here's a really good picture of Kate (center) in the front room.
Last party Kate won "fish wine" but is stuck with beer at this one.
Her boyfriend Ross is there on the right in mid-sentence.
I think the girl's name on the left is Mitra, but I don't know for sure.

This is the only picture that I took that comes close to showing how crowded it was.  For a while the entire house wast his way!  We made 100 fish tags, but ran out.  This scan turned out poorly, but you can make out Jeff, Jerry, Tiff, Rodney, Sara, John, and a few others.

Kristin, Brandon, Erin, and Armando enjoy a group grope.
(Disclaimer : Quentin is not responsible for any children conceived at a Blue Fish Party)
Check out the bottle that Erin is holding, it's the (now empty) fish wine bottle.

Ok, Junior fell asleep right in the middle of the living room and I tried to snap a pic of the two of us together.  I need to work on keeping my chin lower, but this is one heck of a shot of my facial hair, huh?  You can't tell it from this picture, but the living room had about 20 or 25 people in it at the time.

Highlights of the Party

Cop Stories
The cops came at around 4am.  There were two of them, and they played Good-Cop/Bad-Cop.  Good cop was really pretty cool, but bad cop sucked.  I didn't like him.  But they didn't really cause any problems, in spite of the fact that they REALLY wanted me to invite them into the house so they could check out the going's on's.  That didn't happen, but they did say "move your cars or we'll tow them".  So we moved cars.

Sex Stories
I caught two people having sex in my back room with the door closed.   Actually, I walked right in on them.  I know who they were, but hate to say.   I heard them leave at around 9am the next day.  They had to call for a ride because they were both stranded by those that brung them.

Lost Cat Stories
I thought I lost my cat Gabby.  It was stressful, and I watched the sun come up while searching the neighborhood for him.  I gave up, and lamented quite a bit.  I was really pissy about it.  I found him the next morning hiding behind my washing machine.

Trash Stories
I had a ton of trash to throw away.  It was really, really bad.  I didn't recycle because I just wanted to exorcise myself of the stuff.  A friend of mine gave me shit about that.

Broken Stuff
Someone broke one blade off of my ceiling fan in my bedroom.
How the hell does that happen!?