The party....

The Billy Mays tribute party was awesome. Harrison and I prepared a table with a ShamWow table cloth and we gathered all of our As Seen on TV products for display on the tribute table.

Note: Harrison found the little cut-out of Billy on the following website. And if you want your own cut-out of Billy without the search, here you go.

I made appetizers with the Magic Bullet. The menu was small and from the Magic Bullet's 10-Second Recipe Book: Seven-Second Salsa, Hallelujah Hummus and Speedy Guacamole. After I made the dips in front of my friends, they pretty much lost faith in the Magic Bullet.

Doug, Michelle and Ben do not look impressed...

Notice the still-in-tact avocado...

Then, we exchanged gifts. We used the same rules as we do for Monkey X-Mas: participants first draw numbers, white elephant rules apply, and H and I even bought a big gift--whoever drew the Billy Beard (for Monkey X-Mas, it's the Monkey's Paw) got to steal anything, OR get the Big Billy Gift. Charlotte got the California Dash Duster...

Matt drew the Billy Beard, and the amusing part of the whole gift exchange was how not one person stole anything. Unlike Monkey X-Mas, where the exchange gets pretty heated, no one wanted to steal any of the shit we had...

Matt got the BIG CITY SLIDER STATION--the name alone is embarassing.

I think I got the best gift: HD Vision Glasses--you know it. People couldn't keep their hands off. They were, in my opinion, the most coveted. Thanks, Charlotte!

Are they making fun of my glasses?

Even Maggie came to give her condolences.

We also played Rock Band as usual. Here Lela, Natalie and Trey play a little ditty...

And as usual, the foot pedal on the drums couldn't handle parties, so Doug, Don and H thought they would put the Mighty Putty to test. It didn't work. We weren't surprised.

Michelle messed up the one picture of us that should have been in a frame!

The night would have ended well, had I not tried to tidy up along the way. I don't know why I thought the shelf in the refrigerator door could support my weight as I tried to stand back up.

Harrison was at a loss.

I definitely broke some of our pickled favorites.

I suggested duct tape to fix it, but Harrison said he was too good for duct tape. Really? I didn't know there was a stigma associated with having duct tape temporarily holding up your condiments. How dare I suggest such a thing!

The party was definitely a success and an honest celebration of Billy. To check out the complete album, see below.