I never did really understand parties. The one I attended tonight seems to me typical; forty or so people cramming themselves into a 10' square room, and then taking turns shouting at each other. I believe there was also music playing, and while I am given to understand that at many parties the music is louder than the people, here the reverse was the case.
The people shouting at me were interesting people, and I passed out as many bizcards as I could -- a couple of dozen, I think -- and I shouted back well enough, I think. Two hours was all the shouting I could take, and then I went home.