The birthday boy in full rockin pose.

And the aforementioned slamdancing led by one Jim M.

I would like to point out that Jim's wet and wild appearance is the result of having started to celebrate Don's birthday across town hours earlier. When he got to the bar to meet us, he was not so much drinking beers as pouring beers over himself and careening around the floor.

So Jim had to leave. Don stuck him in a car service outside, after relieving him of his open container of beer. Then Don was immediately pulled over by undercover cops for a drinking in public violation. Seriously. He talked his way out of a ticket.

Back to the party.

Then there was this bizarre exchange outside the place, where I turned to a girl I don't know...Sarah? Sally? And offered her two dollars to approach a random stranger and kiss him. She did. Then declined the two dollars. Free entertainment!

Back inside.

The end.