Last week I had an 8-hour meth fuelled sex marathon involving slings and organic dildos

Just kidding. I did watch the inauguration though. And it was wonderful. My friend Natalie host a lil' Obama day party at her pad in the West Village for all of us students, out-of-workers, and peeps who could sneak out of work. I mean really, how many people were working from noon to one that day? Nat had a nice bagel spread, Obama hats, pencils, and signs (you can't tell in the pic, but I'm rocking a Big O hat there). It was mostly Nat's friends from grad school who I don't know at all, but Devon was there and so we hung out for a bit until the proceedings began.

The entire time I was incredibly nervous that Obama was going to be assassinated and don't tell me you weren't thinking the same thing. Even with all the crazy security they kept saying was in place, I was thinking of all the nuts Patriot Games and 24 type spy movies where assassins bring in wooden gun n' shit. I just kept thinking about all of America watching our greatest hope get his brains blown out in front of the world in hi-def and how devastating it would be for everyone. Truly horrifying. Anyway, that didn't happen thanks be to jebus.

One of the most amazing unsung heros of the day was Aretha Franklin's hat.
That thing is frackin amazing. Not much more to say about that, but I urge you to just take a few moments to consider that amazingness of this hat.

The oath gaffe by Roberts was unfortunate, but I don't understand the vitriol toward him. There have been comments such as "you ruined what would've been a stupendous moment in history." Huh? Who cares? It is something of a shame that the oath was garbled, but it really takes nothing away from Barack's historic day. Roberts was nervous, who wouldn't have been?

Everyone in the room sat in rapt attention as Obama gave his speeck. I thought it was really amazing. I took a moment to look around the room and many people had tears in their eyes. Tears of joy? Tears of hope? Maybe just raw emotion to see such a wonderful thing happen in our country. I almost always feel proud to be an American, but that day was certainly one of my proudest moments. After the innaugeration Devon and I headed home, in a bright new Obama day.