mArDi GrAs
Good ole Barry invited us to his annual Mardi Gras party in Utsunomiya on Friday. With the impending move on Saturday, I had set myself a curfew of midnight. Then my bosses postponed their arrival time on Saturday morning to 11am, and the girls coerced me to stay until 2. Of course, 
several drinks later I realized that it was 5am and we were still shaking our booties. Oops.What began at Lion's Head pub, moved upstairs to Dart's bar, and then to the ever-seedy Birdland nightclub. Our host
barely made it to Birdland and had to call it a (relatively) early night.
Met up with a lot of friends from that-a-way; got some RSVPs to the Salary man/School girl party we are having next weekend. Saw hot-black-Utsu-guy (Mike) who was a dick. So OVER. Met a very interesting German fellow with whom I plan to take some travels (since the girls have already been-there-done-that with Japan while I was in
Canada).By the end of the night I may have been the only member of my trio to NOT have flashed my "girls" for beads... instead I flirted my way into four sets. Alas, what happens at Mardi Gras, stays at Mardi Gras.
Thanks again, Jody-chan, for not being upset with my constant photo-thieving!
Finally some themes!!