Started out the night at my place as usual. Jay, Marian and Ray rolled out. After Ray got us faded off some lemondrops we met up with everyone else at Fleetwood (mac). I don't remember too much, but I know we got to cut the line (yay?) and I fell a few times (yay??). Afterwards I guess we started taking pictures in my lobby. Everyone crashed at my place (yay!).





Is that the nutcracker?


Lobby shots.

Saturday was a gloomy, rainy day (my favorite) so I stayed inside all day (literally). As in, I didn't breathe fresh air until Eric came over around 8:30pm. San Diego, breathe it in. The homie Kim was down from the OC/LA promoting a show at HOB. She invited me out to check out Snow Patrol and partake in the hosted bar. Unfortunately I forgot my camera so the pictures that follow were provided by her awesome entourage. The show was really fun as Eric and I politely took advantage of the open bar. Snow Patrol was pretty cool too. I recognized one song but besides that, the lead singer was cool and interacted with the crowd well. Oh, and we had dope seats in the balcony looking down onto the stage. We could even see their playlists taped to the floor.
In the battle of HOB v. Eric, HOB won. He hobbled off to collapse somewhere in a drunken mess as I continued to party with Kim and her entourage. We ended up at the Chee Chee Club, formerly a haven for prostitutes and crackheads. It's now under new management and they've cleaned the place up. I'm pretty excited to have another dive bar downtown.
Oh, and it looks like my articles of clothing made the rounds. I don't remember any of that.

See what I mean?

Uh huh.

Do or die, NY. Turns out Evan (guy to the left of me) grew up around 5 Towns in New York, where I'm originally from. We were talking about that shit all night. Small world.
















