So that I cover every possible Gavin Christopher Newsom base in my never-ending quest to one-up Han Sup (yeah, I like saying it too), I’ll not only be attending GavinWatch’s (rescheduled) launch party tonight, but an un-named close and connected friend will be taking notes for me at the Gavin fundraiser she’ll be attending. She’s under specific orders to report back to me on 3 things: Swiss Miss status, ensemble choice and breathalyzer test. Tune in tomorrow for the results!
I would hate for Gavin to think that my attendance at an anti-Gavin happy hour might in any way indicate that I no longer support his hotness. I so hella do.
Plus, I like to keep people on their toes. I mean, if I had a nickel for every time someone was all, “So, do you really like Gavin or are you kidding?” I’d be almost as rich as if I had a dime for every time someone was all, “How dare you not discuss the pressing issues facing our city! Save the hobos!” or whatever. I tend not to be able to hear those people over their lack of deodorant and perception.
Which is why I love the folks at GavinWatch. Those bitches put together one hell of a photo montage, which makes me think they can party. But if I may, a suggestion for my pals hosting tonight’s soiree; I appreciate, convenience wise, that we’re getting down in my hood tonight, but how bad-ass would it have been to throw this shit at the Matrix…