dancing elephant

Last night, I was a dancing elephant. See? I left Saint Ex wearing my new tape mask (courtesy of bojangles, the tape boy) singing "SMOOOOOOTH OPERAAAATOOOOOOR".

Then I mosied on over to Blue Room with Gianma. Blue Room is hellish on Thursday nights. It's a wackathon, I tell you. Wackatrocious. Wacktastic. Wackalicous.