Woohoo! On Monday, SOD's exhibition at 91 Aro Street Gallery opened. We drank wine. We ate food. We stood around on the street outside the gallery smoking cigarettes and talking about pointless and absurd things, just to keep to the theme of the evening. No, really. I never usually talk about pointless and absurd things. Skeleton Guy looked excellent en masse, lining the white walls of the gallery with his bony grinning presence. We followed with dinner a cheapo Malaysian Curry House and then on for some celebratory beers, of course. A night is never complete if you don't get to swill some beer. Or so it seems. Here's Dave hanging out with the SGs.