trilobyte

Well, I managed to survive. And from wherever the vantage point was, I think I scared the bejeezus out of the recently departed Hunter S. Thompson. Take that, you bastard! If you want any more details of the weekend than that, you're going to need to ply me with alcohol or some kind of bribe.

Last weekend was the warmup. I have details to attend to this week, and then on Saturday I return to Los Angeles. Yes, a birthday. It's going to be one hell of a ride, and if you can make it, great. And then after a week of recuperation, resurrection, building, and creating art... Pisces Passion Party. Nice way to wrap up a week of celebrating the continued pursuits of decadence and debauchery.

odi omnes