BBQ

I went to a bbq/birthday party a week or so ago for one of Helen's workmates, Steve, who was just turning thirty. It was one of those standar kind of birthday parties where everyone knows the host and not anyone else...It was good though although oddly enough the ultimate icebreaker ended up being Singstar. It was cool if bizzarre seeing a group of sober to mildly pissed adults singing karoke in the lounge. The modern pop disc got pretty much passed over as because most of the people who were older than Helen and me didnt' recognise the music :P The '80s disc on the other hand proved hugely popular and we spent hours mucking around with the old rock and stuff.
Hauraki to teh win!