despite the rainy forecast, it has not rained since yesterday. i was glad to be relieved of chauffeur duty this morning.
jg biking to work
i had been dropping him off and picking him up for what seems like months. i hope it will stay dry so he can bike home.
with this being my first post of 2005, i'm going to show you a few of the thousands of pictures i took during our modest new year celebration. if the pictures seem erratic, that's because it's the first time i had three semi alcoholic drinks in one evening. woohoo!
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so, last year, well before schmeebot time, jg and i rang in 2004 at a rowdy party in los angeles. this year we couldn't decide what to do, mainly because of the dreadfully wet weather. we were supposed to go see my peeps in san jose but around 4pm, i changed my mind. i went to trader joe's and bought $120 dollars of food, mostly hors d'oeuvre ingredients, and rented two dvd's for an evening in.
jg built a fire and i prepared a bottomless poopoo platter. we watched the movies contently while it poured outside. we were having a wonderful time until 10:45, when both movies and firewood ran out.
earlier in the day we had turned down beeze's invitation to mallard's, a bar in albany where his friend mike bartends. so there we were, wavering between going to bed and driving to the east bay. believe it or not, i was the one who decided not to stay in!
approaching club mallard at 11:25
joining the gang at the upstairs bar
amanda (beeze's woman), jg, beeze, and...
ray
here's our bartender caught in a compromising position
fellow bargoer in ray's infamous head gear
beeze goofing around waiting for the countdown
thuy pretending to be drunk after one tall pineapple juice
mike asking us how we want the champagne served at midnight
someone started the count down and our bar space got instantly crowded. ten... nine... i was handed a plastic glass of champagne, half of which promptly spilled on my boot. the six of us stuck together despite the madness. we toasted loudly and, next thing i knew, it was 2005!
yay! happy new year!
fireworks exploded on tv and everyone kissed, even lone man ray. we got a pretty girl standing near by to give him a big wet one. then we went dancing. this was not my idea.
above the dance floor
ray grooving
how do you like his shirt?
keeping busy while the music cut on and off
huddling on the dance floor to discuss risk taking plans for 2005
beeze tripping off emergency exit alarm on the way back upstairs
bartender getting us ready for round two
jg grabbing my buttery nipple
last call
mike the bartender took that picture of us shortly before he threw us out. we left mallard's a little after two and it was still pouring outside. we had a terrible drive home but, boy, was i glad that we didn't miss the count down.
how ever you welcomed the new year, i hope you had a great time, too!
