Wine country living

Napa is utterly civilised. A small gathering last night at a local place, a potluck dinner in the garden for about 600 guests. Wine and cocktail dresses and smalltalk, with some great food and fairy lights strung through the trees. Followed by a rave in the barn, in which our very own Rotten Robbie piloted the most powerful sound system ever deployed in a civilian setting. There were glowsticks and hula-hooping and dancefloor lighting, but luckily no-one ended up blind.

Just another Saturday evening in Napa.


A small informal gathering.


Cuteness, as ever.


My beard is out of control. Yay!


Can you say 'Munchies'?


Adjourning to the barn.


Rotten Robbie rickrolls the entire party. Robbie and Fish pause to appreciate the moment. No-one else gets it.

Dear San Francricans:

Appearing shortly* at the EagleLonestar: me! yay! Beer!

*just leaving Napa now, should be there around 6pm

Home again home again...

Back from the Lonestar, ran into a few familiar faces including Steve the manager and the ever-lovely Pyro.

Back home now- I have a wedding to organise, and a handsome husbear coming down from Seattle to help me organise it. Once the worst of the nookie is out of the way, of course.