Sometimes I forget how funny and fabulous my life is. I am guilty of wandering around oblivious to the excitement. Yesterday the humidity made me miserable and lazy- and I locked myself out of the house. I was hungry and weary when Cynthia called and invited me to a Jameson Whiskey party. I started to decline and then heard the "free" food part.
So ten minutes later I was at the ECHO- eating eggplant tacos and drinking Jameson and Ginger-ale.
Did I forget to mention the nude dancers painted as Jameson bottles doing handstands and splits?
They were a hard act to beat---until of course MINI KISS took the stage and busted out the fake blood and guitar solos.
The evening was topped off by the Unholy Three --magic men- and a performance by Mickey Avalon.
I never knew that Magic had groupies until last night. The ladies were begging for more.
The elf in tights was carrying a loaded Whiskey Shot-Gun-...we all ended up trying it, even Miss S.
When I looked at these pictures later, I realized that even my Mondays are pretty interesting. I better start appreciating these moments...how often does someone offer you an evening of free whiskey drinks, naked lady dancers, a midget KISS cover band, and magic acts featuring a former member of the PIXIES?