McCarty Party 2011: Sex Drugs & Rock ‘n’ Roll

McCarty Party XXX was, naturally, the thirtieth McCarty Party. Once again we had body painting and beer and live music and beer and party games and beer… and a few adult beverages for good measure. The “Underwear Underground” took place at midnight for the fouth straight year, thus establishing that we are nothing if not redundantly capable of ripping ourselves off… I mean capable of ripping our clothes off.

Some would say (probably those of you who said you had “someplace else you had to be” this year) that the 2011 party was just the same old thing… again. Well, that hurts. Not so much that the pain can’t be washed away by rubbing a little beer on it… but it hurts. And there was one exception of note. McCarty Party XXX was the first party that Dale ever attended as a married man. Which means that this year’s party was really about the beginning of a new era. An era in which, frankly, Dale just doesn’t seem to care that much anymore. I mean, what’s next… moving the golf outing to the same day as the party?