Lhea is behind the camera and JahFurry here is just pointing out the culpable party.

So…..we kind of told our friends that this amazing musician, Matt Hopper, was going to play at our official happy hour

Unfortunately, with merely two hours before our guests arrived, Matt called to say he would be stuck at the airport and unable to play for us. Needless to say, this totally killed our tranquil vibe.

Frantically, thehappy interns scoured the pages of myspace looking for replacement acts. Finally we ended up with a chick named Stephanie (myspace: ask agony), and Lhea's upstairs neighbors. After a few Femme-rock sing-alongs (which the boys from MWW Group LOVED), things got…..uh……heavy? Our second musical act of the night incorporated the sounds of a trombone, a trumpet, a broken violin, our very own dead tree and a little tiny puppy.

Think tiny little puppy being born in reverse…..thrown in a blender…..and a dying moose…..that's what it sounded like.

Oh, don't get us wrong, we enjoyed the heck out of the band who will forever be known as Lhea's upstairs neighbors. We're just not going to let Lhea pick the music anymore.

They looked like this……………………………………………and sounded like this.