It didn't stop my adventure with Seth to DN's humble abode for a birthday party. I ran into several people, which made me happy, including reposed and princemike. Mike and I agreed it was a bit sad that we recognized each other from LJ, (but *sigh* I guess that's better than recognizing each other from m4m4sex.com or something, right?). JJ, Neal, Stace, Seth, and myself sort of hovered between the chocolate chip cookies and the bar. And it's always fun hanging out with Mr. punkdhiver, when both of us can sit still long enough. Seth and I seemed to score somewhat of a coup d'etat by getting our valet claim in right before the hordes came out to claim their cars. Because we decided to double back and go up and over Mulholland to avoid Sunset, we got to see what the poor valets were up against. The poor guys were literally running up the hill to collect everyone's cars. Yikes. I felt bad for the guys. Had I known, I'd have tipped more than my $2.
Today I had my boss' engagement party. She was in town from NYC, and I treked over to the Palisades. I was expecting entirely too much yuppie and estrogen. There was an abundance of estrogen (and kids), but it was quite the shindig. They had two sushi chefs preparing what was some of the best sushi I've ever had, all hand rolled. I had probably umpteen rolls and seriously about a dozen Ebi. Then there was this cake. It was some kind of torte (I forgot what kind exactly), but it was absofuckly amazing. I can't say I'd expect anything less than this for Wendy, nor does she deserve less.
But I actually have some more of that torte in the fridge I think I'm about to go raid =) Oh, and if anyone recognizes the shades on the mad keyboard duster here, let me know. They've been here 4eva.