spirit fest....

So, Spirit Fest was nothing like Wine Fest. It was just an excuse to get plastered (if you needed an excuse). I mean, it felt like a bar. There were girls dancing on platforms, there were light shows, and women were scantily dressed. Oh, and the ugly lights came on when it was over. I managed to keep my cool. And I even met someone famous!

potlucks are fun...

Saturday night was fun for a number of reasons: good food, good drink, good company and good... what's that white powder doing everywhere? Ahhhhhh, now I see why everyone was having a good time.

another night at swilers... already?

Kris, once again you were the one having the most fun. Unfortunately, that fun included a broken piece of glass up your foot. And an ambulance ride. And 7 stitches. And crutches.

And yet, you do not complain. We commoners could learn something from you. You are my Everest.