Fundraising, grazing, hellraising

After work, a colleague and I went to a nearby hotel for an AIDS fundraiser. Puppy and VALedictorian met me there, and we played their little fundraising game. They'd opened a few of the hotel's theme rooms and each person was encouraged to visit the rooms, bid on items in a silent auction, drink cocktails and get a little card highlighted for a goody bag.

One room was themed "Kathy Griffin," because she stayed there or something. I admit it seemed like a pretty plain room to me, but boasted a photo of her wearing nearly nothing on the desk.

Another room was "Haagen Dazs" and had its own freezer of ice creamy treats, a branded bedspread and delicious smelling Haagen Dazs candles. More importantly, it featured a very generous wine pourer who kept refilling our glasses with bubbly wine without asking us for our drink tickets! We stayed in there for a while.

As we made our way through the hotel, I randomly ran into Hellenica, who was also supporting the cause. Later, during the drag show entertainment portion of the fundraiser, I saw Clipper and accosted him to learn more about his fairly new porn career.

The drag show was pretty boring, as most seem to be, so VALedictorian, Puppy and I made our way to dinner at the recently opened Burger Bar, which also was a sad disappointment. But we made it into a fun time, and we ostensibly were there to celebrate VALedictorian's birthday, so we each scarfed down an alcohol-filled milkshake in addition to our mediocre burgers. Since VALedictorian is single and on the prowl, we had a fun time encouraging her to hook up with everyone in sight, including our 12-year-old waiter with limited serving ability.