No, not a party I blacked out at, but rather a party in the dark with glowsticks. I had no idea this was happening. We just went to Marcellas on friday with (e:lilho), (e:southernyankee), (e:mike), (e:libertab), (e:terry), (e:jim) and (e:james)

It was like a rave nostalgia party. It was as much like being at a rave as going to a 70s party was like being at the disco in the 90s, however, I had a great time.

I stole these pictures from the Marcellas website (e:lilho) took a lot of pics but I didn't even bring my camera.



The drag queens got decked out.

(e:lilho) still reads teen vogue. I think it represents a much deeper problem.



Her horoscope in this month's issues says

With Mercury in your third house until the 11th you'll have a way with words this month. Use your pumped-up negotiating skills to score a few extra perks from your parents, like a later curfew or a bigger allowance.

This is so inappropriately appropriate for her.

I can't believe that she compares herself to the girls in teen vogue.

Although, I have to admit there is some eye candy.

Last night when I got home from work everyone was already drunk and then they got drunker. I had a bit to drink myself but not enough to be really drunk because I wanted to get stuff done today.



We played dress up with (e:lilho)'s clothes








This is still when it was only half crazy. I have been forbidden from posting any additional information.

After our lunch break today, (e:southernyankee) needed to get some "buffalo" clothes at Marshall's today so I went with her and got some shoes. Well, not just any shoes, but shoes with metallic parts that go bling. I love them. 310 shoes They must be really rich to afford 310.com.

Its hard to tell but in disco lights it would look great.

First, I appointed (e:jim,41585) as commander.

I have so much to say but every night when I go to blog, I instead program more on the new version of estrip. It looks essentially the same, but it is re-programmed from the ground up so that it is compatible with all the new code I am producing at Roswell - which means more updates and features for you guys.

Anyways, instead of boring you with those details I will share some pictures. I had lots of fun at the estrip dinner this evening. I hope everyone else did too! I know the waitress sure did, we gave her a great tip.

I loved this sign.



On Sunday, I went to the wedding of Kristina Kling and Rocky Costello at the Lancaster Country Club. I can't believe after 15 years they are finally getting married!

I actually got dress up!


(e:hodown) even put a flower in her hair



We had fun with the disposable camera from the table.


I don't understand this picture. I think Rocky and Kristina were sticking cake in each others face. I was rushing to get the picture and light got blurred but it looks like is that Kristina whipped out a laser sword.


I never thought I would see Rocky married


Here is the proof


it was nice to see (e:zizzler)


When I first met rocky 15 years ago he hated me, then we became pretty good friends. Now I actually see him more than Kristina.


After 100 years the bench met the garbage. It is the one thing no one took form our front lawn when put out.


Monday was fun, (e:james), (e:jim), (e:matthew), (e:terry) and I lounged around in the sun with basra



and ate pixie stix.


The Robber
We saw Avery Leeper (e:paul,32762) on Delaware by the jewish center - he is the guy who robbed our house last year. He told us the same sob story about having to get to his pregnant girlfriend in Medina or something. It amazes me when those crack heads don't have the creativity to change their story at all, even after a jail term. Come on, at least a slightly different story. I don't even have the pretension of being nice anymore and I hate when they try and pretend like they are some random street person I never saw before or that didn't already rob my house.

Calling 911
Then at night some guy collapsed outside our house. At first I wanted to go out but then I decided not to when I realized it was the drunken guy that is always wondering around on our street. Instead I watched for a minute when I noticed him rolling around in the oncoming traffic lane. He seemed to drunk to stand up. We decided to call 911 and believe it or not, in the heart of the city, the ambulance was there in 5 minutes flat. At that point he had wandered off down the street toward the park at North and Franklin.

The next morning I went and looked where he fell down and noticed this weird mix of stuff. Look at it. Later that day it was gone, he must have come back.