2008 Rose Bowl Party

Sloane, with her mommy and daddy in tow, went to the Rose Bowl on Saturday. Quinn Emanuel had its annual Rose Bowl Party, and this year was a "hoe down" theme. By all accounts, it was over 100 degrees at 5 pm. It was brutally hot. It got a lot better by 7pm, but the whole family was pretty wiped out by that point. The heat obviously accounts for the fact that Sloane's mommy didn't even THINK of taking any photos (and if you've met her, you'll realize this is the first time this has EVER happened in history).

If we had taken photos, you would see pics of cowboys (with fire arms) and your assorted "rustlers, cut throats, murderers, bounty hunters, desperados, mugs, pugs, thugs, nitwits, halfwits, dimwits, vipers, snipers, con men, Indian agents, Mexican bandits, muggers, buggerers, bushwhackers, hornswogglers, horse thieves, bull dykes, train robbers, bank robbers, ass-kickers, shit-kickers and Methodists." There was a gun show. Real guns with blanks. So very strange. I say, if you are going to put on a gun show for the kids, don't take all the "fun" out of it by repeatedly saying that guns aren't toys and guns aren't for kids. Just embrace it at that point, right?

The party also had caricature artists. Sloane's "caricature" was more of a sketch, which turned out quite nicely. Aaron, Quinn's barista, is also an artist . . . and this was his first time doing caricatures at a party. It was very cute how hard he was trying. The caricature artist to his right whipped through 5 people in the time it took him to do this one. Who wants Sloane on a surf board anyway? I'd rather have this, the one tangible memento from our trip to the sun.