Last night I went to Royal Bavaria for Christa May’s birthday. Christa is the evil genius behind Furburger for those that don’t know. It was a fun time, except the service sucked. And I was off my game, not that many good photos.



Then We all headed into the city, ostensibly to go sing Karaoke at the Celebrity Club (no celebrities there though). They were at capacity, so I headed over to the rooster, caught up with booze cruise (which didn’t cruise that much).

Then we moved on to a house party, Cody and Steve’s new spot:

This Girl Was madly in love with her board:

Cody trying to pass out:


Can you tell that’s the same bed Cody was in? Can you guess what’s going on?

It’s all good in the end. Or at least it was when I was leaving:

Then home, to sleep for 12 hours. Whenever I sleep dep, the crash is the best part. I’m guessing that’s why I wasn’t shooting that great, I was exhausted from not sleeping much, just a couple naps in a couple days really. Anyway, it’s time to ride again.

Posted by Matt on 2009-01-31T00:00:00Z GMT