if you follow me on twitter you know exactly how the night went.
it was fresh – live – dope – ill – off the hook – and all the other made up and played out words you can think of.
we did it big – and i didn’t even get a drink at the bar.
mainly because i did a whole bottle of cheap vodka by myself in my platonic wife’s room prior to going.
shit was crazy.
a few washington wizards came through just to show off their height.
after i signed autographs for them, i ran into big tigger. after the people i stood with laughed at his lameness, we kept the party going…
i wish you folks could have partied with me.
the best of our yesterday will be the worst of our tomorrow.
but lets not think too far.
i don’t know what you do – but we do things: