Last Weekend in March

March 27: Michelle's PreWedding Party at Mr.Smiths in San Francisco
Carl said Michelle looked radiant. I concur.

This cocktail tasted like pesto.. it was actually fantastic.


Michelle and I go way back. There was a period of say.. 5 years where we didn't talk to each other but thanks to Carl, we have been reunited. It really is a small world.

It's like.. high school, college and ... whatever I'm in right now all in one room.

Posed... then Candid. Isn't it brilliant?


Before Carl leaves, he's gonna train my eye to be more judgmental... or rather "refined."


Carl called this, "drunk Fierce." I'm thinking... drunk mess.


Last pictures of the night:


There's Alex he is currently "married" to Joshy2Hoty4You... this Indian guy I hooked up with when I was a dirty 19 year old. I told Alex to ask Joshy if he remembers me... Joshy said, "yes." I love making people feel awkward.

Yes, I've had Indian... and it was spicy! (and hairy).

Carl & Chris' NACHO ADVENTURE III!
Bagdad Cafe in the Castro!


It was just good.

March 28: Great America
Locheed Martin Family Day at Great America! Though none of us work there, free tickets were available! Thanks Carl.

What do 20 somethings do at Great America? Pig out!
(We didn't ride any of the big rides!) Oh.. and I had to wear girl board shorts that had a slit in the back to show of my ass crack. Not Cute.



I forgot waterproof sunblock so I went to buy some from the gift store. 10 dollars for a little bottle. Heck no. Considering my scarring situation, I took it upon myself to squeeze a sample, so to speak, that was probably worth 25 cents. Do I feel guilty? No. Theme parks need to not charge so much for such a necessity. Don't judge me, I am not the reason for recession!



Funnel Cake was the goal.


What's going on? Aaron's interpretation of the girl's face is dead on:


Fashion Police:
Thick Jean Cuff and black socks... so street so classy.


March 28: JV in Cupertino
Cupertino is like a classier Milpitas.

I heart JV. I just wanted to remind you.

March 28: Anthony Birthday
Dinner and Straight clubbing... hehe

We checked out Agenda Lounge in San Jose and I was amused. The music was awesome the theme was "80's BABIES" So i guess it was for folks who were born in the 80s and music we appreciate.

It was interesting because there were a lot of guys, but not the creepy kind because it looked like they were just there to dance too. Urban street Asians were showing off their foot work (really good foot work) to 90's R&B. It was pretty trippy. But.. it wasn't crowded enough.

We switched to Hunter's which was packed and I ran into a guy that I chatted with before. I did the come hither finger thing to him, hoping he would recognize me, but he didn't so he just got creeped out.

When he figured out who I was he said, "who's your friend.. he's cute"
and I respond, "he's taken by that guy..."
"oh... he could do better."

What a douche. I should have known because our previous AIM conversation went like this:
"hi"
"Yo."
"so when are we going to meet up."
"um.. i don't know much about you or what you look like and all you want to do is meet up.. I'm a bit hesitant."
"you want a picture? Fine.. here: *link*"
"no.. it's not that.. it's just that we haven't had a real conversation on AIM.. I don't just want to meet up with out knowing more about you."
"gosh... aim drama. chat with me when you're ready."

Ugh.

After Hunter's he says this over AIM
"It was nice meeting you in person."
"Yup."
"BTW. I was just joking. so you need to get over it."
"What are you talking about."
"you're friend."
"hah." *close box*

I guess he could tell by my reaction at Hunter's that I was offended by him because I didn't bring it up again... but geez, what a sassy weirdO!

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As we sat outside of Hunter's, I learned that some folks got D.U.I.'s at .09... that's just mean. I guess, DUI is just the thing to get in San Jose. Bah.

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I found the corner of 1st and San Salvador to be very interesting. There's a classic theater where these bougie 50 something white folk were coming out of a symphony performance while hooches, douches and thugs took their parking for the night club WET! There was a serious tornado in the parking lot where they met! Where fur meets vagina. Where rolex meets do-rag. Where BMW's meet rice rockets.

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I danced with a closted "bi" guy. He kept saying, "I'm open minded.. this is interesting." It was amusing. Apparently his brother was there too so he had to put up a front.

Well.. boy you need to take that shit down and be yourself.