We kicked off a new millennium of the McCarty Party with yet another round of brew (old habits die hard). Since we had never gotten around to a James Bond theme rip-off before (and because Dale has now settled on the beginning of July as a good a time as any to choose a theme), we welcomed Jimmy McBond to the pantheon of characters that have graced our party invitations over the years.
Apparently, we had professionally made T-shirts this year as well. We remember that only because the next day we woke up wearing new (though beer-stained) McCarty Party T-shirts. Now if we could just remember where we parked our Aston Martin.
