Come Party At My House

I invite you guys to come to my place, in 2018. I mean, assuming that the human race hasnt destroyed ourselves by pissing off Mother Nature more then we already have, or we havent nuked ourselves to kingdom come.

Come, let me take you on a tour of my place, close your eyes and be right here with me.

Well first of, its on the 38th story, so ill try to install some Linkin Park as the elevator music so you guys dont get so bored on your way up k?

The first thing youll see when you enter my house is my 60 inch TV. Jessica Alba is shashaying on the screen and youll probably wonder why she looks as though shes going to walk out of the screen. The tech freaks will probably notice that I dont really have a monitor for my computer, but thats only because my CPU is linked to the TV, so I can play World of Starcraft (itll be out by then) on my sofa.



Then ill teach you guys how to switch channels on my TV with a wave of your fingers like in Minority Report so you guys can choose from the 5601 channels worldwide, including live telecasts of Osama from Afghanistan and Eskimo porn from where ever poles they're from (we can learn how to have sex in the cold)



A few of you people who like to look at some nice scenery would probably wander to the balcony to take a look at the view from a 38th floor house.



Then youd look out and see something like this....

Have a seat by the window, you command the view of the entire country. Chat with me, or any of our other friends at the top of the world, literally. But as the barrages of verbiage grow tiresome after a while, fret not! For there are plenty of other opportunities to kill time where I live. Oh and speaking of verbiage, how about a sanctuary for the withering mind?


This is my world within a room. Revisit Tatooine with Luke Skywalker, travel to exotic destinations with Napolean or lose yourself in Victorian poetry whilst reclining on the bed-like sofa (which, I admit, kind of defeats the purpose of the room if all youre ever going to do is fall asleep).

Of course, if youre really that sleepy we have the pool room for you to get your ass moving.




Dont worry, the room is big enough for a 9 foot table (or even an actual billard table), so the pseudo pros wont be complaining about how an 8 foot is too small. You guys can always come over and play a game for free when Im in. Of course, I WILL be in most of the time, considering my occupation.

We have the piano room just beside the pool room. Its got that automated ghost playing thingy if you just want to listen to music without anyone actually playing. ^^


Well, thats pretty much it. Man, if that doesnt keep you guy occupied for the entire day then I dont know what will. You can take a swim though, at the pool downstairs, or wash your filth off in the shower. Youre not allowed in the hot tub though. Thats strictly for personal use only.
Well, see you guys there! The invitation has been extended ^^