It Was Epic.

Approximately one year ago, for my 40th Birthday, me and some friends of mine conspired to invade and commandeer the local Grand Theater for a party and private screening of my favorite film of all time. Here's the highlights:

(That is one gorgeous venue.)

(My folks.)

(Please note the giant cookie.)

(Almost showtime.)

Can't have a proper, classical theatrical experience without a few cartoons first, am I right?








And now, for the main feature...

(After 50 years, finally, a return engagement.)

(Yeah. I can die happily now.)

And the evening ended at the old Alibi Lounge, where, fittingly enough, I was served a giant mug of beer whose head of foam had completely frozen over solid. Now all I need is an electric blanket.

And it was, most definitely. Thanks one and all.