After I picked up Cupcake @ Powell's, we went to a bar I forgot the name of, then went to rescue Max from her lawyer party at some conference center. At the same center was a high-school Sweetheart Party that we sort of crashed. We maneuvered ourselves into other peoples' photos & had shots of Wagner taken by the photography outfit on site, from whom we got do-it-yourself snow-globes. I put a deuce of clubs playing card in mine.

It was the start of a long night: three clubs, two parties, a lot of driving. I was the Designated Enabler Driver. At the end of the night, Wagner spied this place and insisted on being chased by the mutant bowling family.

In honor of Wagner, Rheingold beer was consumed.