We headed over to the Century City Hyatt to listen to some celebratory tunes provided by Z-Trip and others. But much to our dismay, the party was at capacity and the fire marshall came through to bust it up. Boo. I hope the party was Barack Obamer!

But instead of calling it a night, we perked up with chips and cervezas at Pink Taco, where it was just as festive. It was pretty chilling to witness a boisterous bar fall to complete silence for Obama's acceptance speech.

The end of his speech meant it was time to dedicate some roboto and guido fist pumps to the new president-elect!!

A huge step forward for America. And I'm honored to have been a part of it.

1 comment:

P.A.T.T.Y said...

we are sexy motha-BOF'ers!