I guess it's not really a theme party so much as a bunch of my friends sitting around, drinking beer and listening the entire studio albums of Led Zeppelin back to back to back (etc). We're expecting about 12 people or so (read: all my friends) and we're going to be grilling out. As you enter your late 20's and 30's you start to realize that there are fewer and fewer events that will naturally bring your friends out so you have to start inventing them. Of course we have our weekly Poker Championship Series but soon our small group of no more than eight will be our smaller group of no more than four. It's kind of sad. So anyway, it's Led Zeppelin night and god willing no will dress up as Robert Plant. The thought of a tightly denim-wrapped hot dog isn't really the point of the evening. I reburned all their CDs so I wouldn't have to change discs every hour and their ten albums fit nicely onto 6 CDs if you don't mind having weird groupings. I hope all goes well--I even cleaned my bathroom.