We had an Easter party here at the apartment yesterday. After a couple hours of eating and drinking and pleasant conversation, the afternoon took a turn, devolving into a Rock Band noise-a-thon. That game isn't exactly ideal if you live in an apartment building, particularly if you have downstairs neighbors. (I don't feel too guilty. I have to listen to the guy down there practice his trombone every day, so he can deal with a couple hours of stomping and yelling every now and then.) It does, however, let you completely fucking jam to the Pixies, the Dead, the New Pornographers, Radiohead, Bowie, The Who, and dozens more. It also makes you throw the horns involuntarily and/or go all bug-eyed.
Photo by Glennis...who is also in the picture. So photo by someone using Glennis's camera.