Everything she say I was thinking anyway

Anyway Friday after just a massacre of work at Walnuts, I was revived by time spent with my most lovable cousin 'Doshi'. She called me the day before and said she had gotten box seats for a religious/motivational speaker named Joel Osteem at the Palace. I sensed a plot to convert a "lost soul", but I never get to see her since she moved out with her hub so I was game. We got there late (fam. tradition), and hungrily gobbled all free popcorn and pop (fam. tradition) within sight. Contrary to popular opinion, food does taste better with no price tag attached. We were then seated and treated to Joel Osteem and his wife, where they, almost in fierce competition, tried to one up each other in the category of 'I am the perkiest person in the history of Earth'. Also there was a CCM band that was entwined with each fragment of speech. I thought it was very odd indeed that I'd seen another Religious band only days before in the same building. Though I must say I prefer U2 by an incalculable margin, this other band, fronted by a female that my cousin quite adores, did restore some 'faith' in the genre. Where a thought of CCM would make me think of Sesame Street, now it seemed to carrry a message out to the sold out (!!, I'd never heard of this guy before now) crowd. More than you can say for a lot of stuff you hear on that machine with the antenna coming out the back anyway.

Anyway, we sat in the box listening, talked to one of her co-workers that had a 'Daria'-esque attitude about it all, and when it was over, left to get a bite at Applebee's to share drinks and food (I say share not just because we both had food, but also because of her tradition, and perhaps it is a tradition for all of the female of the species I do not yet know, of not finishing her food and counting on her 'Dussi' to assist.) We went back and she helped me dye my hair black for my halloween costume and did what all kids our age do on a Friday night which was to watch 'Snow White' until 2:00 AM. So interesting how scary it is, "Put the heart of Snow White in this box!" but still just as wonderful as my heart remembered.

Saturday Isaacs, Ashley and myself met up with Rowland and his amigos for a costume party at a club someplace far away. We were to hop onto a schoolbus which would then allow people to drink to, during and back from this place. Oh no. It was a rowdy evening. I dressed like Charlie Chaplin, or as at least 3 people declared "Hail Hitler!". Sigh. I was sitting next to Isaacs when they started playing NIN 'Closer' and I leaned in and said "watch, this is going to be the 50 Cent remix" just as a fellow started yelling out the lyrics that were never to come for just then there was a great "Go Go Go shawty...." followed by the biggest "stomach punch" face you ever saw from our poor chap. How we laughed.

So we get on this bus at like 12:00 AM after a long night there and suddenly this bus is full beyond belief and as loud as my Mom and just as ridiculous. I mean this bus has probably drank enough alcohol to possibly fill a Great Lake. I'm sitting opposite of Isaacs in the front seat, Ashley next to him and suddenly this guy, dressed as of all things a Reverend, starts putting his hand in a guy's face, slurring something loud at him. So after he steps off the bus and they get their fisticuffs on (breaking the bus door glass and someone's nose) we are suddenly speeding away "avoid arrest". Of course that lasts for about 78 seconds as we are pulled over and cops don't see the kid with the broken nose only because the blood compliments his costume. Nice. But the thing is that Rev. has something to say about another gent's lady. Which erupts as a fight on the moving bus right behind Isaacs. "Fuck this bus!" was the Rowland call from behind as somebody broke one of the seats out near the back. Just chaos.

The costume ball at Molly's the next night on 'Angel's Night' (what a euphemism if there ever was one) was a bit lower key. More laughs and fewer 'manslaps'. The pictures to prove it all.


(click to enlarge)Isaacs + Ashley at the club

Isaacs and meself at the club. (sigh) I look drunk as can be, yet I did not drink thankfully

Isaacs and Ashley sharing a playfull dance.

Higgy (invisible man costume post-'wardrobe malfunction') and Misty at Mad Molly's. Misty as April O'Neill....and hells yes that is from Ninja Turtles.

Isaacs and Raj minutes into an Executive/Judicial branch discussion.

Aaron and Erin (and yes that is still funny all these months later) 2k5 Bonnie + Clyde

D and me just minutes before he subdued me and the cameraman with a combo of nunchucks and hand-to-hand tactics.

(Deep breath...)(L-R) D, Brent, Eric, Chris, me, Mistals, Clarkston, Isaacs, Higgo, Raj, Erin with an E, Jovial Joe, Molly (blonde drag queen in back, not in real life) Gen Owen

and the Tramp.