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Good morning Starshine! Tim, derrick (curled into a ball), Sherie and Dustin
(a3dmofo) on the bed.
Amazingly, everyone was up and about at around 9:00 AM. I still don't understand
that.
And for the record, Melissa
defiled my bathroom. Again. :D
A few stayed in to sleep, but most of us went to Hollywood Grill for some
grub. This is Ian trying on a shirt he found on the sidewalk... but
I grabbed this shot because of the short old lady convention that
spontaneously happened behind him.
Art museum day! We all trekked down and met up with the Flamingos (Michele
and Jeff) and the StinkFists (Scotty and Dana). Our plans were to
meet on the steps at 1:00 PM. Derrick, Tim, Scotty and Dana ran
inside Bennigans to throw down a shot of Jaeger beforehand. A few
of us (being the responsible drinkers that we are) met on the steps,
arranged a 3:00 PM meeting time, and THEN went into the Bennigans
across the street. For the next two hours, Jeff, Michele, Amye,
Mitch, Jeremy (wyndom.earle / jeremy), Dustin, Sherie, Scotty, Dana
and I all had a liquid lunch.
Nothing says art like a big glass of whiskey.
By the time we got out of here, I was pretty lit.
I came across the Life
of Pi Interactive Promo a long while back, and I found it fascinating.
Unfortunately, it's down but seriously - e-mail them and try to
get a password to see the thing. Very cool stuff.
I dug the promo, and really liked the excerpts I heard. I had forgotten
all about the book, and it's now on my to-read list.
I went to go get some money at an ATM. I saw this and thought it was neat.
SHUT UP!
Fast-forward a bit. Our groups split up - some stayed at the art museum, others
went exploring. We made plans to meet up for dinner at 7. In the meanwhile,
we went back to my apartment and stopped in for falafel sandwiches
at Sultan's Market. Good stuff.
Michelle (chelle2008) arrives!
Mitch and I battle each other at Kaboom! He's really quite good, and I
feel like we're evenly matched. I could have taken him! I needed
to warm up first, dammit!
He won, though, fair and square. :)
And how cool is this - we discovered that BOTH of us tried to
remake Kaboom using Flash.
Awesome! 
This picture is filled with geeky goodness.
The trakball is opened and about to be plugged in.
Dustin breaks it in with a nice game of Missile Command.
Fast-forward to Cafe Iberico,
where we spent a good long while waiting for a table that can fit
about 18 of us. I start to lose it around this point... we're just
slugging Sangria for a solid hour plus.
Going through my pics, I forgot why I took a photo of money. Then, on
Sunday, Melissa reminds me that she bet me $2 I couldn't eat one
of the carnations at the table.
I am $2 richer.
FEEL THE LOVE!
NOW FEEL THE HATRED!
Aaaand another fast forward. We stopped off first at the Hideout, but decided
to leave soonafter. I think I passed out while sitting down somewhere
in there. Uh... and when I use the phrase "pass out" I
mean that in a charming-comments-witty-anecdotes sort of way.
Here we are on the street, waiting for folks to get money from an ATM.
We're hanging out by a BP station, and it's so much like high school
it's scary.
Dana is a one-woman mosh pit.
Welcome to Exit.
Scotty works the pole like the secret go-go dancer that he is.
BEHOLD YOUR FORUM ADMINISTRATOR!
Upstairs is another great area, markedly different from the downstairs (think
more fencing and more dancing). I met Kelly and found her tattoos
just fucking awesome. I promised to send her a pic and got her permission
to post a photo.
:swoons:
She then asked for us to take one together. I'm the asian guy. :|
I don't have any, but I know there are some other pics floating around there.
Several of me, passed out on a motorcycle, leaning on chelle.
I don't remember what all we talked about, but I remember laughing
my ASS off, back at the apartment. This evening pretty much summed
up the weekend, and I loved the fact that everyone just sat
down on the kitchen floor. I had several full, gut-busting laughs
while we were all talking, and just remember not being able to stop
smiling the whole time.
Great fucking evening.
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