In the evening Carrie, Christine, and I went to our pal Barry's new restaurant, The Rosewood Cafe for their opening night.

I had a kickass club-type sandwich (called the "Rosewood Deluxe"). Melissa and Travis showed up later, as did Neil and a few people from the Kickstand Cafe. I highly recommend that everybody who lives in or even remotely close to Tacoma should eat there. NOW, assholes! The place is really pretty cute, and as soon as the liquor license goes through, it'll have kind of a wine bar thang going on. But since it didn't, afterwards the (original) three of us went to Il Fiasco, which does have a wine bar, for wine and dessert. I had "Death By Chocolate" cake, Carrie had a berry cobbler, and Christine had Tiramisu, and we all three split a bottle of Shiraz.
It was a good eveningnay, a marvelously swinging evening, but we went home and fell asleep and slept way too late.