39/ RHONDA IN SPACE
Just landed a few hours ago in Austin, and before I engulf myself in endless amounts of green beer I wanted to recap the party trifecta of the past weekend. The order of events was as follows: Rhonda on Saturday, Bears in Space on Sunday, & Mustache Mondays on, well you know when.
The more one attends Rhonda, the more obvious it is that she truly ruins lives. Well at least the next Sunday morning, and hopes of doing anything productive later in the day. With a line up the stairs all night, El Cid was jam-packed by midnight – as would be expected. Tim Sweeney and Mike Simonetti kept the crowd entranced, as people kept fighting for space on the stage to shake it. & as always Gregory’s outfit was more than visually arresting. We kept the party going past the time change and until the sun came up, through several after party stops — gotta thank Dirty Dave for teaching me the art of the party slap.

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