» » The best party I ever went to was up in Los Angeles .. at the home of a professor at USC's School of Cinema. It was billed as a » Valentine's Day Lonely Hearts Party (or something like that). So I admit that my expectations were not very high.
Best Party Ever | Creative Arts as Therapy
I had never heard of such a thing and found the concept more than curious.
.. opened her home to her students who might not have anyone special to spend the holiday with.
It became a popular thing. Other professors showed up, too. Yes, you could bring a date .. but you didnt have to. (That was the whole point. And most didnt.)
Lots of trees back there .. and undulating hills. Lovely neighborhood. (I did not know that LA had neighborhoods like that.)
The most striking aspect of this particular home .. was how dramatically the front hid what was out back.
I mean, you felt like you had entered another world soon as you came thru the front door .. but especially as you stepped outside out back.
"That's a good trick," I thought. Almost like an optical illusion. Front » plain, sparse. Back » lush, tropical. Like you were living on a hillside that sloped away from you.
Just a nice place to hang out, even without all the cool people. Very inviting. Like the kind of place » you dont want to leave.
I am a one-on-one type of guy. In group settings, I tend to let others talk while I just listen. But one-on-one situations let you steer the conversation into more arcane directions .. where you can » drill down .. into some very interesting topics and subjects. (Which is where I like to go.)
So I was making the rounds, and everybody there looked like they were interesting to talk to .. but I found myself in the kitchen ..
Today's entry continues and concludes in Ye Olde Rad Blog v4 .. see here » Best Party Ever | Creative Arts as Emotional Therapy