the NYE party at the old BANK on main st. downtown dropped buckets of counterfeit cash on the crowd at midnight. Too bad my landlord won't accept this. We started our evening here watching the band Crystal Antlers play, followed by Ariel Pink and the Haunted Graffiti. Kutmah was D.J. in between sets.
Cynthia took one for the team and made out with the bartender so we could have free champagne. What a pal
aaron and cynthia have a new year hug
anna and colby
the man of the event Brandy flower and his lovely lady
photographer with the photogenic powers
calling mark ruffalo to the dance floor. I mean his young protege
nothing like a wild girl posse to lure in a young band mate on nye
crystal antlers gets paid
kime kutmah combo
this t-shirt sums it up best
we headed to Mr. Weaver's place for the next tier of the evening. Where we retreated to a nice cozy room
this is where taylor and I found some nice quiet nye time
the polyamorous affair
The rainbow love party of three
the two nice guys we met right before the night took a turn for the dark side. Of course they were midwesterners
This is the point in the evening where we realized that the tires were slashed...this photo is right before the moment where cynthia is screaming that I have a new car that I need to take better care of and not ride on the rims with flats. I think it may have been the champagne talking. This is also the first gas station we stopped at. Minutes later we would be abandoning the car on the side of the road, in mini dresses and hopping in a cab. I think that's when I started crying. (Still unaware that I didn't have the keys to my apt, which I left in the car)
Hey, like I said before...it can only get better from here on out.
The rest of the details are a tad hazy. Let's just say 2009 tried to kick my ass but I survived.