The invitation said ‘Big surprise at 9 p.m.’ but the only big surprise I can figure is that we were all there. I was pretty close to seeing Howard come through the door and no one jumped and screamed “Happy Birthday!” or anything noisy and crazy. It was fun though. I met several people there with the intention of just milling and hanging out together. One was Carmen, she photographs well with Ted Forrest and you can see that picture on her blog!

How old is Howard? Who knows? I went to his 40th birthday party at the Icehouse, but was it three years or go or four? When I had danced for three hours straight and was ready to head out the door, I went to tell him goodnight and happy birthday. When I told him I was heading out, he said, “That’s what old folks do. They go home early.” Ouch! That was then, now he didn’t remind me that I had a few years on him. And I did leave a bit early too, but I started early.

Let’s hear it for the pole dancers in the house – yeah, upstairs in a private bar area, I talked a few people into hanging off the pole. They secretly wanted to do it anyway, they just needed a nudge and I’m the perfect nudger. Go Carmen!

And you were so right Cal! You are definitely going on the website, even tho I fibbed right to your face and said, “N-A-W-W-W-W!” You look great, no need for you to parade topless and in a thong.

One of my favorites all around, whether he’s pole dancing or not, Wayne had to almost be lashed to the pole to get him to stand there. I promised him the picture was for his mom. Kee-rist! Maybe it was another picture I promised was for his mom. *wicked laugh*

Tim was taking up space and I convinced him he might as well do it with a pole in his hand…quit it!!!

Cal took this shot of Lisa and me. Problem was, he was finished shooting when the flash was still going off, so either we look blurry and drunked up or the camera was moving. You figure it out.

From here on out, the names are withheld to protect the guilty, scroll and enjoy.

Aren’t they all just cuter than little buttons? It’s difficult to even consider the fact that they are all part of the poker world…sharks dressed as people with their dorsal fins concealed. They cruise silently through the bars and nightlife scene of the world, searching for the first sign of fresh, gushing blood in the water…guppies beware!

Back soon with more. Oh…am I late with this post? Hell yes! I was in the middle of The Biggest Game when this event took place. And I don’t know if no one read the Biggest Game (two people did that I know of), or if no one wanted to comment on it, or if no one knew what the major flaw was in it, or if no one is interested in helping me hammer it in to a HBO Pilot for a series… *sniff*

P.S. These are my photos. You may copy/paste/print for your own personal use. You may NOT use them anywhere other than personal use.