The Best Worst Guy You Know

I’ve been really struggling trying to write a blog entry, mostly because I’m afraid of coming off like an asshole. Which I may in fact be, and I’m just not so sure I want everyone to know that...

Best Worst conversation of the week....

Did you dress in finery and go to a rooftop party? What did you drink? Beer? Wine? Bourbon? Champagne? Can you remember?