The party went pretty well other than that. Not much I liked in the way of food, but that's pretty typical. I was stuck drinking Black Butte Porter, which I'm getting a bit sick of but is at least dark beer, so things could have been worse in that regard too. They have a nice dog.
Today, I spent time with clipdude, and his family. One of his cousins, Vivian, was up from Sacramento, so I got to meet her. We went to Multnomah Falls, which was way too fucking crowded for my tastes. Then there was some confusion as to whether Vivian was supposed to meet her friends in Sellwood or Sherwood, which are not, of course, anywhere near each other. However, her directions involved something vague like "take 99" (there are 99s, and 99E works to get partway to Sellwood, and 99W gets you right to Sherwood). Eventually, we got her there (Sherwood, as it turned out).
Then, I got to come home. Now, I need to sleep so I can go to work in the morning. Whee. This entry was going to be more complicated, but dad came in in the middle and wanted to eat ice cream.