Chez "Snorkel Bunny's"

Yesterday was a crazy day of work involving me having to serve nine tables basically all at once.

Jenny G rescued me with a promise of going to a friend's birthday party.

That did not happen but we DID go to Bethlehem ( aka Transformers 2's former household ) and visit the house of Snorkel Bunny. It was a moving out party so there were lots of people on the porch, a DJ, strung lights, and a minimalist design sense.

Commeh threw a large poster at Max's eye. Thankfully his camera bag doubles as a first aid kit.

Probably the greatest thing about the evening is the fact that I learned how to make my camera take pictures like this! Thanks delayed shutter and what not.

Yasmin sleazin' on Shelly.

Hula hoops.

More hula hoopery.


Max was in that back room hula hooping by himself. Also, the DJ's shirt was in different levels of being off and on all throughout the night.

Posts about my personal and social life are only fun when I have photos.

Greetings from Genesis

I was so productive today that I had zero time to think of something clever to blog about. Instead, here is a photo of the three-year old we lived with in Barcelona.

Everything you are assuming from the photo is probably true.

ADIOS.

No Nasties Presents No Nasties

Yes that's right. This Sunday I will be the guest DJ at my favorite place, the Barbary. Hopefully if you sleep all day, you'll be able to recover from the previous night ( aka LIVE FOREVER ) and come out and see me at around 10:30.

I'll be playing some of my perennial party phavorites so it will be a good time for sure.

Come on come on.