The S.S. Friendship

My parents left me with Nana and Papa and snuck out of the desert for one last night of hurrahing with their old pals in their old hood.


The AuntiJen threw them a soiree at her house and the gathering was warm and loving just like she is.


Chiefy Weefy and his svelte smile.


Diaz, mama's cocoa cousin. In honor of the rare visit, she got drunk for the first time in four years. And she got dru-UNK!


Our newest bud Carson Mell. Azazel. And Sage who we haven't seen in forever, not since he became a married man.


To his bride, Sweet P, who we didn't have to miss so much since we saw her every week on the Bravo channel. Fan favorite for sure!


And good old Howard Fine, friends with my mom from the UCLA days when Mama was the english major into metal.


Even the new young parents Dawn and Andy came with their new young baby Signe who stayed up pretty late for a wee guy.

It was a super fine, super necessary night. It doesn't matter where you live really because your friends are always there waiting for you. Good to know.


The Core.

(and p.s. Uncle Mike was in Austin, just so you know that he is core for shore. Also Hot Dog and Toonces and Camilgula, sorry you missed us and this only means you are obligated to come visit us in Portland right away.)