Im sure the past two days were less fun for me than they were for you but I know I can claim mine were more bizarre, amazing, and exciting... At least I can hope, I hope.

That party Friday night was the most amazing birthday I have ever been to, well except the 4 helicopter house party with Dean and a few others... Kevin hooked us up with a VIP table on the dance floor (the only one on the dance floor) with bottles of champagne and vodka and lots of security and dancers.
I ran into that girl I helped so long ago... She was crying on the sidewalk with a U-Haul full of crap, new implants, and no hope of working the situation out. she had driven out from the midwest with her girlfriend to be a star and her flake actor friends didn't show up to help her unload the truck. I pulled over my super cube production truck leaving the teamster's office and lugged it all in for her, because I could and left with her pondering her karma. She kept asking who I was, and why everyone was taking pictures of me.... I laughed and told her I was the only one I could see that was really having a great time...on the table playing air guitar to nirvana at a hip-hop party. fuck it, right?

It is 7AM, I haven't slept for days, and I can't type enough...

I really just want to say HAPPY NEW YEAR'S, mine was great and I hope everyone is happy, safe, and ready for a great year looking deeply inwards to the truth that lies deep inside... and thanks for all the love and support.