What I Was Doing Instead of Reaganpalooza on Saturday Night.

by Little Miss Attila on February 23, 2010

Dinner with the Bank of Kev crowd:

<i>Kevin McKeever, the man of the hour.</i>

Kevin McKeever, the man of the hour.

<i>Andrew Ian Dodge and his charming wife, Kim.</i>

Andrew Ian Dodge and his charming wife, Kim.

<i>Tania Gail, whose virtual birthday it was that night.</i>

Tania Gail, whose virtual birthday it was that night.

<i>The Bank of Kev crowd is all about big balls—and correspondingly exuberent ovaries.</i>

The Bank of Kev crowd is all about big balls—and correspondingly exuberent ovaries.

<i>Doug Welch, my partner in classic-rock crime.</i>

Doug Welch, my partner in classic-rock crime.

<i>Andrew Ian Dodge attacks a piece of chocolate cake with Devilish glee.</i>

Andrew Ian Dodge attacks a piece of chocolate cake with Devilish glee.

<i>Gay Patriot, right, with the First Dude of the Gayconosphere.</i>

Gay Patriot, right, with the First Dude of the Gayconosphere.

<i>Ms. Dodge, looking fierce by special request. Look out, conservative establishment!</i>

Ms. Dodge, looking fierce by special request. Look out, conservative establishment!

<i>Our Fearless Leader.</i>

Our Fearless Leader.

And why did I have no interest in attending the big bash that night? One image from Friday evening, circa midnight, should be worth a thousand words:

<i>Too little sleep; too many gin and tonics.</i>

Too little sleep; too many gin and tonics.

As on Thursday evening, I skipped the main party on Saturday, and was thrilled to be having dinner someplace where I could actually hear the conversations going on around me.

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datechguy February 23, 2010 at 9:21 am

I know I’ve seen that hat somewhere before…..

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Little Miss Attila February 23, 2010 at 4:12 pm

It’s your imagination.

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