Mike Max is the band's drummer and he was going for it so hard. Drinking an entire beer THROUGH your own shirt that you've pulled up over your face on the dance floor is NEXT LEVEL SHIT.
Around 1:30, the birthday girl realized that she'd had a bit too much to drink and needed to take a little party time-out nap in my office. (Don't worry, Ellen. The same thing happened to me on my birthday!)
Before getting back on the L to Manhattan, we stopped off at a falafel place and ordered sandwiches and took pictures of Lisa nodding off in the cold outside while we waited for them to be prepared. Haha.
