ducksarecrazy

I'm moving on Saturday- two buildings over. It counts. It's amazing how much shit I own. Especially considering how much I've thrown away in the last few years. It's almost as though I have a certain quota of possessions, and if I'm under, the universe will remedy it.

Anyway, I figured since it was so close and there was no reason to rent a truck, I'd send out invitations to a party. Free beer (something better than, say, keystone) and pizza. All you have to do is carry a few boxes. Not a bad deal, right? It's on a weekend in August. Nothing else is happening.

So I posted an event thing on facebook. I've got 80-something friends, at least half who actually live in this town. You'd think out of 40 people, at least 10 or 15 of them would take me up on the offer. Five or six would actually be plenty.

So far...two. One of whom had a hip replacement a few years ago, so stairs and furniture are a little out of the question for her.
This isn't even counting the people I invited who aren't the internet-social types. No one's biting from that group either.

Is this some kind of faux pas? Should I be providing strippers as well? If no one else shows, there will be three of us thoroughly plastered on the lawn with a trail of boxes and crap from this place to the new one by seven in the evening.