¡Más Diversión, Por Favor!

This is the last photo of the night,
taken right before Kurt turned himself inside-out.

Feel the love,
touch the love.

Friends make the Best Faces.

Then Bossi Melded with the Velvet.

Lil Joy Dance Off.

Hand O' Kurt?
Hand O' God.

Believe it or not, they were dancing.

Can you hear me now?
No?
Well that's because I'm on Danté's Ducati.

This is my Grandmother.
She made this table cloth with her hands.
It has won her fame and noteriety in Central Georgia.
This doesn't have anything to do with Los Angeles...

...or does it?

Either way, I think its all pretty cool.

This Tool Bag gave me the first "Fake High Five" I have received since grade school.
I hope he dies a million times over.

Hollywood Blvd.
Another Superhero of Sorts.

Hollywood Blvd.
This gentleman, Maky? Makay? was a tailor from NYC who moved out here 'cause the gasoline to heat his factory in the Winter Time had become too expensive. In Los Angeles, you don't need gasoline to heat your factory in the Winter Time.

I think he was actually a Fashion Superhero.

In LA, even the tags get tagged.