I call this photo "Birthday Boy, 5:42am." If you listen very carefully while looking at this picture, you can actually hear him groaning. (PS - Is that a velour shirt you're wearing, Scott?)
Yeah, here you go - we haven't even left my block yet and already Scott's got his shirt unbuttoned trying to see if it's any easier to hail a cab while looking like a gay leather enthusiast.
Scott almost ended up getting in a fist fight with this guy, but then after the live band that was there played a few songs by The Dead, everyone mellowed out (yeah, maaaaan...play "Box of Rain") and they ended up buying each other shots...
