"Last Night," a photo essay

Watched the Super Duper Bowl at The Happy Pig with native Danes, transplanted Americans, and thankfully without any Native Americans (they can be obnoxious). The commentary and commericals were British, but check out the score of the game - seems America won again! Take that, Redcoats! In this picture, I can be seen celebrating the Edmonton Oilers' victory in the 1984 Stanley Cup Finals. It's my way of high-sticking it to the man.

Chatted with the blog's biggest fan at the bar. Her name is TJ and she studies religion at Elon University in North Carolina. Use Google to find out more. That's her in the corner making a face. TJ, this 'Berg's for you.






















Wrote inappropriate messages in the fresh midnight snow. You can't go wrong with PEN15, or can you? Discuss.

Rode the early morning Metro with this dude from the Côte D'Ivoire (Africa's New Jersey). He offered to give us some of his paintings of famous black people in exchange for a small donation. We are not exactly sure which charity our donation will go to benefit, but Alan plans to write it off regardless. I was just happy to pose with another moustache.

Stopped at the bakery for a fresh outta the oven pastry circa 5 AM. Sampling the chocolate custard roll prompted Jeff to exclaim, "There's a party in my mouth, and everyone's invited, except Guy Volcom."






















Disappointed to realize that I missed Puppy Bowl II. Denmark has a lot to offer, but puppies battling it out for gridiron glory, sadly, it does not.