Well , Half the people came to my going away party so I only left the dog in there for most of the night.






It was like we rented out the whole bar. Just the 24 or so of us. For a moment there we were gods.

Like Olympians, Jen went and made Kellen want to fight Ian. "Ruined" the party if you will. Two warring factions at separate tables. But in the end the common need to make fun of the fat girls and give the Hawaiian shirt guys bad weed advice brought us together. Oh and go-go dancing. And bright red lights.

CAM