Now, I have to admit it: I've been a bad homo. Until the evening prior to the party, I hadn't seen one episode of "Queer Eye". And I haven't yet seen one episode of "Boy Meets Boy" (despite having a friend on it) for that matter. Bravo TV has made these rather large statements of support basically, and here I am reality-showed out. Is there a Methadone treatment to cure my overdose? (I guess watching a few hours of UPN should do it).
Stace was DJing, so the music was tight. The party was a lot of fun overall. Now I can believe Jay when he says he brags about his party throwing skillz not that I doubted the master.
When it was time for "The Tonight Show", a bunch of us crowded into the TV room. This was the highlight of my evening as I got to meet and sit next to Ellen Degeneres. While I'm sure she forgot my name milliseconds after I uttered it, meeting her was way cool. In many ways, she helped pave the way for this show (and the others). And for that, I respect her immensely. It's kind of amazing when you consider how ridiculously controversial it was when she came out on her show vs. today's response.
Then Saturday night, D!'s Hollywood Story went to the home of Kathy Griffin, who evidentally threw a party for all of Los Angeles. Parking in the Hollywood Hills can be a challenge without 500 million cars lining both sides of the narrow streets. After a couple failed attempts, and an unfortunate run in with a wooden fence (whose vengence can hopefully be buffed out), we finally found a spot way down the hill from her house. On our hike up the hill that made me feel as if I were in Vertical Limit, we ran into a couple friends on their way down to their cars to escape the crowd. At this point, Sumner and I had spent the effort parking, not to mention the damage to my paint: We were going to the party, and we were getting a drink.
Surprisingly, Kathy Griffin was outside at the gate welcoming people in (she told us she was waiting for more pizza to be delivered). She was so amazingly nice. She had wall-to-wall people in her house, eating pizza, and drinking. Unfortunately, there was about 500 people too many. We managed to make our way to the bar, not knowing anyone on the way (the crowd was very mixed). I finally spotted a couple friendly faces up on the deck. We decided the crowd was just way too much, and after saying hi to Jay and Woody, we'd jet. We just had a set of stairs and a wall full of people to get through. After managing to successfully navigate our way up the stairs, we felt accomplished and could make our leave. All that stood between us and freedom was a throng of people (it might be easier escaping a South African soccer match).
Fortunately, we made it out unscathed, hiked down the hill and met friends out at Rage. All in all, I give this weekend .