When we arrived at recurring Propeller Skies character Kara’s, the party was in full swing. After pouring myself a glass of wine, I wandered out onto the patio, where Guy and Some Dude Whose Name I Don’t Remember were busy launching serious fireworks off the roof. By serious fireworks, I mean professional grade pyrotechnics, not just bottle rockets and roman candles. Although there were plenty of bottle rockets and roman candles around. Good times.

Eventually, we had our fill of explosions and booze and headed home. A big and heartfelt Propeller Skies shout out goes out to The Dog, for staying sober and graciously carting the rest of our drunk asses around.