On Saturday, I attended a last-minute fundraiser for Barack Obama held by Cy, Waples and O Henry, which was quite fun and it feels good to have been a part, if a very SMALL part of the stuntastic amount Obama raised in the first quarter (Can you bitches say 25 mil? Say it with me, "Twenty-five Mill.").
Viv and Erica are all smiles (because of Obama or the alcohol?).
Take 2. I ask again, what's up with girls always insisting on editorial and creative control?
See. NO creative direction and clearly no deletion powers. And despite that, I have to say in this photo: I LOOK good. Haha.
"No no, Obama! You gotta think positive, man! Think positive bro. You've already made it. You got endless upside bro!"
Me and Viv. A rare foto where I'm actually smiling and not doing anything "weird" like jumping around.
So much for that nice moment. Not quite sure what I'm doing here in this photo.
Fundraiser attendee (Sheesh, I'm terrible with names) enjoying the delicious empanadas Henry cooked up.
When Cy saw this foto later, he said, "I don't even remember drinking that..."
And of course, he didn't remember this taking place either.
Erica insultin yo face by showing the sole of her shoes.
Henry walked around making everyone do shots of that stuff. It WAS tasty.
The night starting to get hectic.
Haha, you know I can't go a night without ONE jumping picture.
Hey what do you know! I'm at Babel AGAIN. Henry and Chloe decided to have their joint birthday party (Happy birthday ya'll!!) there.
The next morning, Erica joined me and Cy for our weekly brunch. She's still drunk here.
Haha. No regrets! And again, much life strategizing occurred and time will only tell whether it's ultimately successful or not. I've been re-reading Kundera A LOT lately for insight.
Afterwards, Henry met up with us at Cy's apartment for some Little Miss Sunshine movie action. Altho, I only got to enjoy about half the movie since I spent the rest of it dealing with work on the phone.




