Last night, Erin and I went to Kate’s Prince-themed birthday party at Flicker Bar. I honestly can’t think of a better way to celebrate life– your own, Prince’s, or just generally– than dancing with Purple Rain projected on loop and a steady stream of glittery cocktails. This might be the only Prince party in history to serve southern biscuits and mac n cheese. It was perfect. The Kate/Klon crew are new friends who I don’t actually know well but everyone was very kind, fun and funny. Also, Carey came by late to witness my drunken clownishness. Erin hit the dance floor, sober as a priest, and didn’t stop start-to-finish. I danced too but terribly and after four cocktails (plus spilling a drink on my co-worker’s wife…). We stopped by Go Bar on the way home, capping the night off with ODB and a final Prince jam.