Last night I dreamed of a tiger with a tuxedo ... worthy dream start to this year starting load of absolutely no expectations.
Actually, this 2010 can go where the hell they like without there being some kind of my protest: it can go uphill, downhill, at an angle, it can make a zig zag, it can be exactly is or may be something radically. I do not expect anything .. and parallel I expect everything.
I'm not sure that it is peace .. I think more resignation! Already ... but I'm pretty excited for this impatient resignation.
However the party earlier this year has been great. Dinner at the home of John with the gang and reduced almost entirely to women (I mean for almost a bearded man). Red, greed, laughter, Roger Rabbit, taboo and streamers ... but above all my Sandy.
Some emblematic images of the night that has brought us all before the brine at 6 am!
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