
We karaoked hard at my friend Joey’s until 6 am, and 4 of the 8 girls stayed over, a big pimpin’ party triumph for his first bash at the Coconuts Cabin. After a lazy day sipping hair of the dog, I cooked us a rather delicious (F)easter dinner, which is now in mah belly and I’m sprawled on a mattress in front of the TV watching Snake Plissken try to Escape from LA.