
David Jacob Kramer of Kramerica Industries aka Family. He made the mistake last night of asking me why I don't hug him, and now he is going to have to ask me to please stop hugging him.

A rare sighting of James Ross, my skull buddy.

And in an unusually soft and cuddly moment, L.A.'s best rapper Jamz Joliff. Soiled Mattress brought everyone out.

Katie is laughing at his hair.

Hug afterglow.

Thurber.

Schuette.

Little Nate can't really concentrate because he's too busy dreaming up a one liner about 'homemade Kahlua in a Boda Bag'.

Randy Randall, filmist.

Cohen.

The new songs were incredible!

Dean Spunt.

Bonus egg, etc.

Dough butt, etc.


It was a fine night! It could have ended right there, but we went to buy cookies over at Canters and saw..

Rodney Bingenhiemer! The King of the Sunset Strip! He was on a date, as usual. His Sunday night radio show was the first place I ever heard bands like The Screamers, Sonics, Wire, etc..I used to tape them.

I don't think he will ever die.
Posted by Cali at June 1, 2007 11:27 AM