sizziling soiree thrown by agent 5* and the marvelous santa monica to prove that entree into the 4th decade doesn't mean you have to hang up your boogey shoes.
the dynamic duo secured the Red Devil Lounge, booked the Unauthorized Rolling Stones, dialed up an open bar, and let the good times roll.
and roll we did, pretty much across the board.
always fun to get a bunch of instigators together under one roof and release the hounds. gonna need a transcript to recount half the exchanges, but that's a transcript worth obtaining because the haikus...
and before you knew it,
the night was a blur...
the charger was in charge...
the groove was smooth...
the band was peaking...
acorn was howling at the moon...
and then someone tapped you on the shoulder and said,
you don't have to go home but you can't stay here...
