I didn't take a picture of mountain_hiker dancing on the patio table, but I can assure those of you that weren't there that it was more entertaining than it sounds.
The much-anticipated pinata seemed oddly innocent until redqueenofevil suggested it be hit like it was John Ashcroft. Needless to say, it came down fast. I think she's wearing a towel on her head in the photo because the blindfold wasn't enough for her to not see.
(mountain_hiker said he was going to blog this, but I didn't see it in his post so I hope I'm not jumping his claim.) Three of the more mysterious flavors of candy from the pinata were purple taffy and two Indian candies we had to taste to guess at. The spheroid with a bowtie in its crotch (middle) was guessed to be peach, and the turd with legs (right) was guessed to be peanut. I'm still not sure what the taffy flavor was.
This lovely group picture was taken by John, idemandjustice's husband. Back row: karaksindru, mountain_hiker, and idemandjustice; front row: redqueenofevil, oddharmonic.
Inspired by an earlier conversation about mirrors and Bloody Mary, John also took a neat group picture of us reflected in the mirror. Left to right: redqueenofevil, oddharmonic, mountain_hiker, idemandjustice, karaksindru.
More pictures in mountain_hiker's post and a better writeup than my slightly muzzed brain can summon from karaksindru are available for the curious.