Imran's New Digs Do Not Suck

Imran had a housewarming celebrating his new home and birthday.



He hired a DJ. And two hot bartender girlpeople.



9th Floor. Beautiful space. Overlooking downtown. Head-sized bottle of tequila.

Definitely a recipe for a good time.






The Asians across the air-shaft spent the evening playing Street Fighter II in their apartment.



Imran Hamad is officially a party god.










Oh at one point a beer bottle "fell" off the edge of the balcony onto the roof of the abandoned building next door, seven floors down. Diana and I watched with eager anticipation in horror as it fell. But instead of shattering...it BOUNCED. WITHOUT BREAKING.

Maybe you had to be there. It was weird. And hilarious.

We ran away quickly.




It was so much fun.

The bar has been raised.