OH WHAT A NIGHT.

darryl & ja ja. incredible. sooooooo. nom de guerre party was pretty nuts. hordes and hordes of the beautiful and edgy flocking to n6th st. i had an eye checkup at the optometrist where they dilated my pupils. the catch is that your pupils stay dilated for like 4 or 5 hours. so i was there at the party wearing sunglasses due to major light sensitivity and i was completely incapable of focusing on anything within a few feet of my face. this made for a funny and dangerous evening. the riding my bike through downtown manhattan traffic part was a little dangerous. it was kind of funny, like being really high or something. every light source had huge halos over it and i couldn't focus on a damn thing. it was only mildly scary. nothing compared to sucka's near death experience. anyway, after nom de guerre we ran over to see DJ Pussy da Bomb spin at Capone's. DJ Jon Bless gave me new handle bars--super short straight bars for my ride. hot. Now i"m gearing up for a fucking dope weekend. Get your helmets on. Critical mass tonight.