So I signed up for a bonfire party. Knowing I wouldn't know anyone there, I almost didn't go, but at the last minute I put on warm clothes, stuck a beer in my coat pocket, and headed out into the night.
One talkative guy who insisted on calling me "Doctor" (even though he had a Ph.D. himself) roasted a marshmallow for me. Another young guy came around urging us all to try some sort of chocolate vodka ("UV Chocolate Cake"). I took a sip when the bottle was passed my way - surprisingly good stuff. Yet another guy provided some slightly alarming entertainment by spraying brake fluid into the already-roaring fire.
I can't say I walked away feeling like I'd met any potential great friends, but they were a nice bunch and I enjoyed myself.