it's wilheim! he's been reading my blog since 2004 we lost touch i emailed him out of the blue a few days ago and boom he's in town on business. fucking awesome guy.



on to dinner at epic.







requisite gay friends pose.



meeting of the minds.



what's this?



yes my water could totally be more pretentious, thanks for asking.




complimentary quebec foie gras mango basil vodka shooter when it came over i thought oh fuck someone is in love with me and fil is going to punch them in this nice restaurant, but we all got one.



wilheim's.



best hearts of romaine ever and people who brag about salads are pieces of shit but i am searching all around my mouth for any remnants of flavour.



wil, lamb. we were kinda blasted and he was in the bathroom when it came and was placed before me i had ordered the sashimi carpaccio style and fil was like well i guess that's how they do sashimi here and i figured ok i guess he's right hahaa.



v. cheesy i couldn't help it.



fil, beef tenderloin with lobster tortellini.



me.



is this the same as the other orange fish on the other plate, i know it's salmon, the other one tasted like salmon too, i dunno why it's on a separate plate, is it extra? oh well.



waiting for chopsticks, what pretentious assholes.



i wouldn't shut up about how i don't eat dessert, this was amazing, vanilla bean creme brulee, i could have eaten it all but we shared.





a very fun nite.

i busted out these bad boys i've had since i was 19 and fil said he liked them but was like i don't know the you who wears pants like that, oh so you are only comfortable with me looking like a slob, ok.





oh yeeeee-ah! a plaque!



holy shit get lost in my eyes much? yes.



it's nice that the city decorates skid row island for the dudes with shopping carts and plastic bag collections.





nice car thanks what do you drive oh i don't, i have a chandelier.

chandelier jokes? anybody? no? i must be drunk still.





she signed it!





ok what did one chandelier say to another?

is chandel 'ier (here)?





and who did we visit?

will be posted later.

imagine this coming up your staircase and it is high on shrooms

more here.

my shroom story is we all tried to cram up the stairs in stupid costumes of this tiny stairway on halloween and got paint and crap and garbage and hair (from costumes) all over the walls and finally made it to the top and like exploded onto the landing on all fours laughing and screaming and there was a tiny modest party going on and i dunno why we all tried to cram up the stairs at once it was fucking claustrophobic hot and scary and funny then we partied on the porch of this house for three hours not leaving it wasnt even halloween til two days later.

i told everyone they were boring before i went outside.

in one of my pockets is a huge blunt that i swore i didn't ever have and a month later we found it, i ruined halloween cos no one got to extend their mushroom high. you try going throuh 50 pockets when you are tripping out. noel was in thailand when we found it, naturally, we smoked it immediately. craig almost punched me he was so steamed when he pulled it out of the little army satchel thing, he is like raymi i BET it is in that pocket right there and plucks it out, then i called noel's place and left a voicemail screaming that we found it.

you shoulda seen noel's costume, i don't think he is allowed to go back to that house cos of all the paint that got everywhere. hahahahaa.

here we are when the drugs wore off, 2002 yo.



i have told this story on my blog before i remember cos my mom commented saying i don't like the drugs but i think this is hilarious. go mom!

ok this is noel's halloween costume leftovers oh man.