Trisha's party was wonderful, and I haven't seen so many people going ALL OUT since Wigstock. I took around 70 pictures there, dropping film off today.
Fireball extremely well done, amazing performances verging on Cirque du Soleil...
Look what a happy family we were:
On a low note, my car was broken into, overnight on Friday. They broke my window, crowbared my locked glove compartment, and stole the brand-new satellite radio that Zaz had just gotten me for my birthday.
Here's hoping the crack rock that they got for it was rat poison.