Yes, the trip was on purpose. My sense of humor is just that juvenile. And no, I didn't "push right by" the girls at the door checking names. I was invited, if you must know, like all other principal editors. But the idea of clipboard girls at a Nick Denton party is so fundamentally alien and weird, I didn't even realize what they were doing at first. But then I turned back and submitted to their authority, the always charming Kaila gave me the nod, and off I went to a wonderland of sponsored vodka, odd Mexican (?) sponsored beer, and unsponsored but nevertheless savory meatballs.
