When a night just needs to kick it up a notch...
Go to bluenote. Meet some ladies. Stir with rock music. Take photos. 



Go to bluenote. Meet some ladies. Stir with rock music. Take photos. 



well, that might not have been the end of the night, but the pics got either not so good or at least repetitive (I photograph my obsessions at my best, and when I’m drunk it gets worse), so we’re moving on.
This is the next day. Holly, mourning. And then getting ready to go to work. And then the cat. 


All of you probably already know this, but I did a photobooth which you can see the results of here at the other end of this finely crafted link.
Fooling around in the photobooth. 
Lots of love for the creator of okaybyme.com, the hyperlocal blog roll.
Powerpoint Karaoke

one of the joshes almost gets kicked…
by the one and only tootie (I wouldn’t post so many photos of her if she weren’t so damn photogenic).
After that at the rooster, well, you know the rooster. Drinking and photos.
The photos say yes, and the photos don’t lie without photoshop. what a night! and this wasn’t the end! it was only the middle! 

Driving around one morning. Not sure what I was doing. Still not sure what I’m doing, in fact. 