What do you do when your divorce becomes final on a Friday the 13th? And what do you do when your roommate is going through a divorce and your other roommate was abandoned at the altar a very short time ago? If it were me, I'd eat whole tubes of cookie dough until I couldn't fit through the front door anymore. Luckily, our hostess is more optimistic and enterprising, and has instead declared a mulligan party.

For those who don't know, mulligan is a golf term for "do-over," making this a party for second chances. The housemates have just moved into this lovely home and partyers are painting a mural along a wall as a housewarming decoration. In the front yard, there's a keg, and in the backyard, there's a one-hole golf course; if you can make a hole in one—er, two—you get a prize from a box whose contents include settlement leavings like dishrags, sweaters, and a hula skirt.

The house's previous tenant left behind the cremains of a cat named Joey, and the lovelorn trio has accepted the urn as a fourth member of the family and a conversation starter. The party is full of flirting and high spirits, especially when the karaoke machine arrives. A little post-divorce bitterness shines through in a cover of "These Boots Are Made for Walkin'," but everyone is arm-in-arm for the house-wide sing-along of "Country Roads." It's a party full of happy people who all deserve a second chance, and tonight, everybody gets another shot to make things right. Except for poor Joey.

Want to tell The Stranger, "You missed the moment of the party... a gay man just felt up his first pair of breasts!" at your house party? E-mail the date, place, time, and party details to partycrasher@thestranger.com