stopping by 111 Minna
September 29, 2006
Chris’ company threw a bash here last night. Met his boss, several of Jeff’s coworkers, sampled the refreshments. Could not make my way to see the art up close due to the crowd.
My internal organs are still resonating from the bass. My hair, so carefully blown dry earlier, frizzed up again. Could have been the damp SF air, but I like to think it was the electric atmosphere of the club.
