MIKE'S BDAY IS THE NEW MEMORIAL DAYsummer e arrivato! and, as usual, mike's birthday heralds the new summer party season, tho not the arrival of warm weather. beverly and alex hosted a marvelous feast featuring
the richmond's hamburgers, burritos from el farolito, salsa from papalote, and irish car bombs, claro.
so apparently we are all class now - this much i remember from saturday at delirium - emily hit me in the face (which i don't remember) because i was screaming about her sexually harassing
her intern (who begs the eternal question - gay or east coast?); tecate, tecate, tecate; my filipino accent comes out when i drunk dial; and steve ate it (face first) on mission street. oh and i barfed somewhere on cesar chavez.
but the gang was ALL there, and it was SO fun. not so fun? the massive hangover the next morning. getting older sux.