I really like writing e-mail invitations. Is that weird? I also enjoy playing around with the follow up messages. See that below.
Look. We don't care how much snow may or may not fall tomorrow.
The 292 Party is happening.
It just means we don't have to DREAM of a White Christmas.
It will be right there on our back patio.
Skis. Sled dogs. A disgruntled cabbie. Whatever it takes: get yourself there.
The weather outside might be frightful, but 292's dance floor will be delightful.