Head pounding...memory hazy...

Though I wouldn't expect to be singing "Like a virgin" in front of the entire 298 or blindly agreeing to be tattooed, though temp, in a rational headspace. So yes, much appreciation to Avery's friend at the Cambie who we ran into once everyone dispersed from the Irish Heather. Indeed we only hit a handful of places, but we made 'em count.

Thanks to everyone that joined us throughout the night, I'm off to get coffee...