Vegas in a nutshell:

Night One. Took advantage of our super swank suite at the Venetian. We ordered room service:


Started the most dangerous gang, the doo-rag gang. Clearly we are crazy!


And we had a fabulous bubble bath, causing it to overflow.


"Cool" people I met at the MAGIC convention:

Doyle from the Misfits.


Marky Ramone.


The Adicts.


Apnea and myself with Lars Frederiksen.


Night Two. A shitload of sexy SG's invade the Chaser party. Danger!


I touched Posh's boob.


Bee and I posed for the cover of our rap album, since now we are the most dangerous people in the most dangerous gang in Los Angeles.


And Bee taught me the prophecies of the sad panda.


Night Three. I took Dyme on a date. She is the cutest thing ever! We went on a romantic gondola ride at the Venetian.


We saw the romantic light show at the Bellagio.


We met Elvis. We collected Ho cards. And Dyme got her fortune read. The wizard said we were going to get married.


Oh, and we also saw the pirate show with Apnea. Unfortunately it's not a pirate show at all anymore. It's like a stripper disco. Oh well, at least there was fire.

WHAT EVERYBODY NEEDS TO KNOW: CHASER makes the coolest shirts in the world!

And what's happening right now: My dear sweet Albertine is in town. It is so good to see her again. Ti Amo.