A few weeks ago I had one of the best weekends of my entire life. The IAD Barn Bash was on Saturday night, and on Friday night some of us gathered to choreograph a flash mob to surprise the two first year girls who worked so hard to organize the event. What we all thought would be a quick run-through turned into one of the most gleefully fun and rowdy nights I can ever remember having. Choreographing the flash mob turned into complexly orchestrated singalongs and beet-boxed freestyling tournaments and a dance party that meshed with the music from several bands playing at the house next door. We danced on the porch directly behind the stage and somehow we all got drenched in beer. Leap frog that turned into a dogpile and PBR everywhere and our clever but silly IAD banter that I love so much. When the party next door got busted by the cops (underage drinking, tsk tsk) they moved their headliner ska band to the basement and invited us over. The basement was the most crowded, sweatiest, steamiest thing imaginable and the band was just tuba and drums and tamborines and we danced for so long. I felt such overwhelming joy and love for my friends. As my friend Sara said, I’ve never felt so much love for so many people all at once. At 2am we went to El Burrito along with most other people in Davis. When I biked home at 3am, I was overflowing with happiness.
The next night was IAD Barn Bash, our annual fundraiser. It was held on a beautiful farm and we had a bluegrass band, fire pit and a (locally raised, grass-fed) pig roast, orchestrated by a couple of really enthusiastic guys who made a big production of it. Nearly 150 people showed up, many of whom were shuttled in on vans that Seth and Sara drove, blasting hip hop. There was dancing and the wine and beer were flowing and I was so proud of my friends for how hard we all worked to make the night a success. Not to mention we made bank. Once everyone had left we were all quite drunk but still responsible for cleaning everything up before we left. After a mini IAD dance party, as we do, we stumbled around trying to clean everything up and it could not have been sillier. I could not be more (lucky? blessed? these words bother me) to have ended up here in this wonderful place with these incredible people who share with me all the things I deem most important – love, laughter, passion. I love you so much IAD.
Some of these are mine, others are from my cohorties.
———————– The Best Night Ever
sellers is always looking fly
various stages of r’s facial hair removal + the engagement photo for a couple of wholesome homesteaders
———————– IAD Barn Bash
n looks great with a knife
happily manning the check-in table
everyday we discover another one of j’s talents
i fucking love this – i don’t even think he intended to look like a train conductor
j did a phenomenally sassy job of leading the cake walk
cooked by n with love
lots of people having fun!
next morning at hangover breakfast
not too shabby for up till 4am!