BT last night at the Hollywood Palace ...
My friend Ed and I were at The Palace last night cuz BT was spining ... things went great .. good music, cool people, and awsome sound system. BT came and did hell of a good job and we danced our asses off. His set ended at around 3:30 so we left and just outside the club, this mexican woman was selling hot dogs (and what tasty dogs they were). We each bought one and working on them. Here comes the funny part. As we're standing against the wall on the side walk, I see this guy and a hot woman walking toward us. As they got closer, I started thinking man these two look familiar. For no particular reason I started staring at the guy and all the sudden I realized holly shit it's BT  !! I wanted to thank the man for the great set and shake his hand but it was then that I realized I had shoved so much hot dog in my mouth only words that came out were "uuhhhh ohhh ummhhh .. ". I almost went forward to shake his hand but after looking at my mustard and ketchup covered hand I backed off. I turned around to see if my friend can say a word or two and I found him in no better shape than me. The BT dj and the woman realized we wanted to say something but noticed our full mouths and started smiling as they passed by and went to the parking.
Now I know this was just BT and no PVD, but shit it's a fucked up feeling when you see a dj passing you by and you're too busy stuffing your mouth and don't get the chance to thank the man for his great set. Has anything like this ever happend to anyone??
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. I was too fucked up to even say a word to them, I mean I probably could have but I didn't want to introduce myself like that. But now that I think of it they didn't look to sober either 
And just for the record that was a few years ago and I've learned my lesson since then
