It’s 3am and I can’t sleep — but I just spent an hour in a mosh pit and got kicked out of a leather bar with about 30 musicians and dancers, so it’s no wonder. Extra Action, and seeing all my friends in it, is the most perfect way to leave home I can think of. So since I’m up, here are a few photos I took tonight — gives you an idea about how much alcohol was spilled on me and why my clothes are soaked through with sweat from dancing. Allen and Daphne came too and brought me a present, yay! I’ll have to open it when I get back, it’s a huge box. I danced my ass off and got lots of hugs, which was just what I needed.
Photos are after the jump.
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Here I am before leaving the house:
The band:
The random go-go dancer:
After the gig I saw my pal Danny Starling sitting there looking all sexy and teasing all the boys — just like he did on the cover of last week’s SF Bay Guardian. He spotted me:
Then he came after me, crawling across the fire pit (!) for a pose:
