Saturday Quickie

Just a follow-up from last night's antics...

1. I didn't pass out at 7:30 like I thought. I can hang longer, like until 4am. I'm so proud of myself.

2. Champagne goes down a little too smoothly, and after a while, so does wine, beer, tequila shots, vodka and late-night-vodka-with-pomegranate.

3. Though we don't know the outcome of Miss Cabana Tan 2008, I can safely say that she was tall because of her 6-inch heels, hiding her cellulite with her spray tan and her body glitter, and had a tattoo on her lower back of some Chinese character that inevitably is spelled wrong.

4. No matter how much you protest, if you spend enough time in a piano bar, you will wind up on stage pantomiming "I'm Too Sexy" in front of 200 people.

5. My friend Shelia, a black grandmother, enjoys Heineken and Billy Joel. I don't know why this caught me so off guard.

6. Susan's husband Keith is a little lewd and lascivious, but somehow that makes me like him more.

7. Tamara should never wear fishnets, and I'm afraid no one will ever tell her that. It's so very unfortunate.

8. Conversely, Carrol should always wear a fedora when her hair is curly. As was pointed out to me this afternoon, it's oddly sexy to see a girl in a fedora. Who knew?

9. My top-hostess ranking has fallen to #2. Heather has stolen it from me with her very chic bath products in the shower, making breakfast for 4 people after 3 hours of sleep and cleaning up after everyone. It will take time for me to figure out how to top that one.

10. Finally, I think that I shouldn't be in the presence of cameras after midnight. If those pictures of Andrea and me show up on the Internet...well, I'll have some 'splaining to do.