There are certain points in the history of humanity where large structures are built, idols are worshiped, and all worries are forgotten. This was the scenario on the night of January 13, 2007 at the California Institute of Technology.

Many students may think that Caltech would never throw a successful party. They have no frats. Their IQ's are too high to be significantly effected by binge drinking. As I was reminded on Saturday, Caltech students don't do much except study and plan for parties.

This party known as "Interhouse" used to be thrown every year back up until one fateful year when the party was cancelled because of a stabbing. And only 20 years later was the party revived Saturday night to the pleasure of 8,000 people. The party was to inaugurate the finished remodeling of the four south houses. What better way to break in a building than to put a few holes in the wall?

Each of the south houses Ricketts, Blacker, Dabney, and Fleming simultaneously threw their own themed parties. Rickett's theme was post-apocalyptic, Blacker's Soviet Russia, Dabney's a speakeasy, and Fleming's Never Never Land. Each theme was incredibly well pulled off; the house reps spent two months planning and a solid two weeks constructing.

The following is a photodiary of the night. Hopefully these smaller pictures can do a little justice to a night I will remember forever.

Allow me to introduce you to a nuclear submarine, or at least a mock-up of one. This was the most impressive construction job of them all. You could walk up to the top and look down at everyone on the dance floor.

Here's the other angle of the Russian sub with a shot looking out over the water (inside a tank they constructed). Keep in mind this is all inside of a quad.

Inside Blacker's lounge was a sign that read something like "Mother Russia is watching you!" with monitors seeing through the cameras they planted around the party.

Also inside the Blacker lounge was a mock-up of Star Wars. Not the movie, the laser plan back in the 1980s. The map was nicely animated with blinking dots and whatnot.

The dancefloor on top of the submarine surrounded by water and snow and gigantic murals of Russian. Blickity-blam.

Dabney kept it low-key with a speakeasy theme. This was by far the mellowest one, but that wasn't a bad thing. It was a nice place to take a rest from the other three relatively crazy ones. They also had a jazz band and a bluegrass playing in their lounge. So classy.

Ricketts kept it grunge with their post-apocalyptic theme. This was by far the most lively dancefloor of the night. The DJ kept the krumpable songs playing all night long.

In Fleming's Never Never Land, foiliage hung from the sky over their pirate ship, rope bridge, and dance platforms. I never want to grow up.

In Never Never Land, pirates are a must, dancing pirates specifically. This was the second-best dancefloor, but it definitely got overwhelming at times.

And there's me krumping with a friend. 'Nuff said.

And that's about all the pictures that turned out. Caltech always blows my mind whenever I visit for a party, but this one was by far the craziest I have been to.

I'd like to sincerely thank Caltech for letting all of us from LMU to head over to the party. All 17 of us thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.

So the next time someone invites you to a party at Caltech, don't scoff.