i have no idea what this is about

so i’m off to las vegas for a few days.

what for?

i have no idea.

i’ve been invited to take part in the yearly flaming gorilla reunion. what? is that like big bear weekend in the castro but more flamboyant? lord, i hope not. no, it’s guys from my high school theatre group who get together every year in vegas and carouse. or wassail. or roister. raise cain?

how did i get here? this is what i get for blogging about javi writing on lost.

this will probably be fun, and at the very least be very interesting. i haven’t talked to anyone from high school since, uh, high school. hell, i’m down to one friend from back in college, since dpm+avn vanished into albany with blu. that’s sort of like “into the blue,” but with more burping.

if i return, i’ll let you know what goes on at these things. unless i’m sworn to secrecy.

at least there are strippers in vegas. strippers, not “coffee.” yeah, that’s right. i said it.

Posted at November 3, 2005 1:26 PM