PACO'S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So I met the gang tonight for a very fun dinner at Paco's... it was quite the night! Fun, drinks, laughing, and being extremely loud. Luckily, the louder you are, the more you fit in! There was a mass of birthday parties going on around us, but luckily everyone in the group is pretty much born in January save for a few of us, so no "Feliz Navidad!". And yes, that is Happy Birthday in Spanish, you just have it WRONG.

Paco's is a bit of a Los Angeles landmark. Why haven't you heard of it then, you may ask. Well because you are what we in the biz call 'special'. No really, Paco's has the craziest largest burritos. I eat like a pig, and I can only eat half of one. Add fresh tortillas, guac, a lil tequila, a dash of crazy, and a pinch of friends, and you have yourself a party.

ON WITH THE PHO-TOZZZ!

Lisa in her very first blog entry! Well outside of amishsexkitten.com of course.
KIDDING! Sheesh. Everyone knows I write that blog.
AAAAAAAAAAH MY VEINY FOREHEAD WILL DESTROY YOU!
I was laughing about something here. Either Ang is pinching my butt again, or Dao said something so funny I sprayed some of Paco's Taco's on the table.

Kirsten, Jules and Lisa: "Take the damn photo Darion"
Darion: "Make love to the camera! You love it! Growl like a kitten! Meow!"
K, J, L: "We know people in this town, shut up"
Darion: YOU HATE THE CAMERA! YOU HATE IT! SLAP THE CAMERA!
Melissa and Alan were visiting from Australia! Vince is being nice to them because Aussies are known to bring Vegimite sandwhiches with them everywhere they go. Vegimite addiction: it will make anyone spin a web of lies.
Angela promised me $10 for a 2nd blog photo.
I promised her $10 to be my alibi.
Funny how life works out.
My crazy extendo-arm, or "freakishly long alien arms" as Julie puts it, come into use.
My wife, Kirsten.
(Wife of 22 hours, Vegas, at least one of us may have been intoxicated, and don't judge, you know you've all done it)

OK, so no trip to Paco's is complete without... The Sign.

What is The Sign, you ask?

Well, I shall show you The Sign.

Unfortunately, I cannot take credit for it.

Julie discovered The Sign and has been delighting friends, guests, and homeless with the internationally appreciated humor of The Sign for years. Maybe even decades.

The Sign cannot be expressed with words. So here, in all it's original, unphotoshopped glory, I give you: THE SIGN.
YES. That's real. I didn't make it up. It's a real gym. I sh** you not, people. I couldn't come up with comedy this good. Honestly, if I was, I'd be working for the Bush speechwriting team.
OOOOH political humor, a blog first. But no really, I don't mean to derail.

Once again, look at: THE SIGN!
You know I can't top that. I will probably retire now.

A concert, and some booze! ...

... but not really in that order.

Went to see Vega 4 and Augustana at The Wiltern on Thursday, and had a great time!

Vega4 rocked "Life is Beautiful". The lead singer was insane, he climbed the speakers, ran around the stage, ran into the crowd... bands are so great before they get really famous, they have no fear!
Happy crowd!
Augustana put on a good show, and sounded pretty good live. The lead singer wasn't as good at interacting with the crowd as some of the other acts I've seen recently, but apparently they are an LA band so they had fun being in their hometown.
When he was playing Boston, the crowd was freaking out. The little lights are the 5,000 cell phones and cameras out!
The funny thing about this photo is that it was windy as HELL that day! Tons of trees fell in LA and power was knocked out all over. It was also cold as ... hmm... well colder then LA should be!

"All Wilterns lead to my head"


So Saturday Aliah & Gabe came over to drink ... ehr, I mean watch movies and have Mao's Kitchen! YUM!They are non-alcoholic beverages people, don't judge!
CHEERS! I dunno WTF my expression is saying here.
Darion: Let's do Dr. Evil!
Aliah: I'm gonna look like a 60's spy posing as she sneaks around a corner instead!
Gabriel: Dr. Evil?!? I need a cat to do that right!
Darion: Sigh....

Look who has a halo!

BACK TO WORK! ack

And on the 4th day they rested... or not.

Saturday was quite the party... we took it easy during the day and then headed over to Venice in the afternoon. Many great friends from SD came up to party as well as my cousin and other friends from LA.
We started out the day with something none of us had ever done before - an Easter egg hunt on Venice Beach! It was fun and crazy!

Mom and Aliah planted eggs around rocks, a lifeguard tower, etc... at one point when picking up eggs off the nearby pier, a lifeguard got out his megaphone and started yelling "There's some to the left... now go right... there's one under that rock..." LOL!!!! Then another random guy ran up and started collecting eggs with us. It was pretty funny!
The lifeguard tower was empty so we stormed it!
It was pretty much this chaotic. Jeff was body checking everyone in his way! ;)
The best part was Jeff actually woke up a homeless guy sleeping in the rocks and asked him if he had any eggs!!! LOL The poor homeless guy was all "Leave me aloneeee". hahahahaha
We are lucky no one got shiv'ed!
The most unlikely Easter Egg crew ever... everyone walking by was like "WTF?". lol
Best egg hunt ever! BTW Jeff won... ya bully! :P

Then it was on to C&O Trattoria, awesome Italian food.
We had a very 'busy' table. We were so loud.... the hostess actually asked us to be quiet at one point. YES! One waitress told us we were "The coolest table in here by far!". YES!


KILLER GARLIC ROLLS!MY GARLIC ROLLS! MINE!

Poor Gabe couldn't make it as he was sick - but he was there in spirit!
NO MORE GARLIC ROLLS!

See, here I am for once not trying to make a crazy face and do a nice photo ... and Adam goes for the crazyface. Never again will I make that mistake!
Random crowd photo!
Ehr... that's not Chianti... it's.... grape juice....
That was my first glass, officer!
Hish 3rd glash... or fifth... what's the one after sixth.... offisher....


The party favors came out, and of course everyone got tricked out. Ben rocked the "Rooster" hat and Raph knew how to rock the blinking glasses.
There was crap everywhere!
Of course mom got yet another birthday cake and song!
Morale of the story: I see it as the only way to avoid the "I was in labor for 700 hours" look.

Jeff won the Easter Egg hunt... so he got the Luau Bra! YES! WORK IT, COVERGIRL!
Rowwwr. He certainly has the supermodel attitude thing down!

Rock those glasses, Raph!
Jeff worked the ... ahem... Rooster hat AND the bra! Stylin'!

Not to be left out, Cuz, you get the crazy stalker eye photo!
WAAAAH!
No, really, that's the sound I make when taking photos.
At least Lara knows how to take a nice respectable photo... ADAM.... ;)
Not to be left out, I won fish goggles. Yes, fish goggles.
These were supposed to represent gills.
Enough with the photos papparazzi!
Awww me and Jenn. HEY JENN!

WHOA! Where'd this come from... UH OHZZZ Jeff is gonna get jealous! This is Photoshopped! I swear!... Don't worry Jeff, there's enough D for all!

"Dude... you both got some D...."

"But I got the women! WOO!"

So that's about it... we chilled out Sunday and they flew home after a crazy LA trip. PEACE!