Don't You
Remember?

“time”

Doors at 9pm.

I've given you enough time to do all your human things… so show up properly prepared and poised to party.

Cake at 12am, and a short play that will conclude the mystery.

This gives you 3 hours to find the truth.

Curtains at 2am.

Other shenanigans may materialize throughout the evening, but it's really none of your (or my or any of our!) business, this “timing” thing.

I'm sick of you all asking, "Is there a schedule?" "Can I show up late?" "When do I peak?" That's not how this works. That's not how any of this works.

venue & parking

My crib. The Embassy.

Parking is difficult. Maybe rideshare, bike, levitate, materialize. Whatever floats your boat.

Maybe don't boat.

wardrobe

Arrive in one of the following (don't tell anyone which). These are ordered by preference.

1. Your most elaborate costume.
   The kind of outfit you need ChatGPT and a drycleaner to care for.
2. The outfit you feel most you in.
   If someone were to dress up as you for Halloween.
3. The outfit you feel least you in.
   Ideally you're unrecognizable.
4. Your burial haunting outfit.
   What would you want to spend eternity in?
5. Your most incohesive outfit.
   If you make us collectively cringe, you win.

Prove people wrong about San Francisco!

libations

It'll be a bit late for dinner, but save room for vegan snacks, alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks, and cake (it is a birthday party).

If you'd like, bring a dish (no animal flesh please!) important to your past.

Alcohol and such party favors are welcome! But if it's not strictly legal, please be responsible.

the mystery

I seem to have misplaced something…

You can help me find it, or you may ignore the narrative entirely and just eat cake.

Both are correct.

A small performance at midnight will conclude it.

Don't expect some sort of prize for winning. It's my birthday, after all. You should give me a prize for winning.

gifts

In lieu of a gift, I'd invite you to bring these three things:

Your beautiful self.

Your presence is my present uwu <3

A sacrificial totem.

Like the dream totem in Inception, this doesn't have to cost a thing, but you must be able to pick yours out of a lineup, and preferably you have some history with it. You may lose this… hence the “sacrificial”.

Your whimsy.

I cannot stress the whimsy enough!!! We out here whimsy-maxxing frfr.

I'd like to contribute

Yes, you would, wouldn't you? That's why I love you.

If you have a character, performance, an experience, a ritual, a bit, a song, a dish, a schtick, a nice stick, a strange little offering, or some other helpful share you'd like to bring into the night — text me. We'll find it a home.

how to talk to people

1. Abide by the name tags.
   You can always swap, but you can never wear the one you wrote.
2. Never introduce yourself. Introduce others — but unless you're being introduced by someone else, there are no strangers at this party!
   Wrong: “Hi, my name is Donald.”
   Right: “Hey Jamber, how the hell are the kids?? This is my high school sweetheart Alexifer, who, as you can see, is a 400-foot tall purple platypus bear…”
3. Yes, and.
   Commit to the shared bit. Be open, generous, and kind (see Safety card).

safety

This is a yes-and, improv-schticky situation. It is a play party — not that kind, you naughty 👀. But like that other kind, consent is a must.

Feel free to set firm boundaries at any point. If the bit has gone somewhere you're not into, step away. No explanation owed.

Don't be overly offensive for the sake of being an edgelord. Err on the side of compassion and positivity, unless you have a pre-established relationship with the person you're doing the bit with.