August 17, 2008
You Rotten Son Of A Bitch
Rich Dad / Poor Dad
Brian Roettinger had his opening at Hope last night. I consider it a success on every level.
Most importantly, I had a great time.
I feel like Summer hasn't ever really started this year and that it never gets truly hot.
To me that is good.
A most beautiful man, that Jimmy Joliff.
And I saw Anton, which I hadn't in a while.
A wild dog.
Another wild dog.
Vidal and Robert. Robert (Bob) in town for just a moment, long enough to play the LAST Small Breed show tonight at The Smell.
Party shirt.
And I hadn't seen Reggie and Clare for sometime.
Just a couple of sweethearts these two.
Brian Roettinger, the man hisself.
Rara.
Blake and Nathan, Nathan Jones.
Kramer turned up after it got dark.
We left a little early, spirits high, having been there for nearly five hours. Once home there was a blood curdling, otherworldly scream outside our window.
Running outside to investigate, we saw it was only Johnson the Raccoon. We got him a chantilly cookie to eat and he settled right down.
Posted by Cali at August 17, 2008 05:48 PM