7:00pm: I head to Verboten Stage One in Williamsburg with Caitlin & Kiran to see Carl Craig. A brief stop at the First Aid tent to say hello to my friend Danny, who works for Verboten, turns into me running to two more friends randomly. Somehow I also seem to find people i know at music events. Do all my friend have the same music taste? Or does everyone stalk what I am doing on FB? The music is good but the event isn't very crowded probably because it's chilly and everyone would rather just see the the DJs at night at Verboten the club.

9:00pm: Kiran is invited to a rooftop party at a North Williamsburg apartment building with a fancy waterfront-view.

We arrive to the most Williamsburg apartment ever. There are record players, chalk paint walls, an antelope skull, Mexican blankets, twinkle lights. The whole apartment looks like the prototype for the Anthropologie Men’s line.

I drink rosé because there is only rosé or craft beer. They order pizza. It arrives and there is plain, kale and avocado. Avocado pizza and Kale pizza? So hipster! At this point I feel like we’re secretly in an episode of Portlandia.

10:00pm: We head to my friend Andrew’s karaoke-taco birthday party deep in Bushwick. This party is the opposite of the last party. Nothing is bespoke or curated. There is queso made from Velveeta. The cheese for the tacos is cheddar. They are delicious. There is no rosé in sight. Actually there is no wine, just cheap beer and Jim Beam. I drink Jim Beam with ginger-ale. I sing the Elton John part for Elton John’s & Kiki Dee’s “Don’t go Breaking My Heart,” with Andrew singing the Kiki Dee part. If you ever need a karaoke song, this one is a crowd pleaser… or if you don’t want a duet then anything Madonna will get people going.

1:00am: Arrive at an unmarked door for the 2nd Annual Level BBQ featuring Terekke, Marcos Cabral & Antenes. The space for the event has a main dance room, a lounge with a full kitchen and a roof featuring several murals. Apparently this is someone’s apartment and they lend it out for events because it’s such a cool space. That would explain the full kitchen. I love Terekke and we dance in the foggy small room.

5:00am: Go to meet my friend Danny who works as an EMT at Verboten at Verboten for the Stage One after party. The dance floor is still pretty packed at 5:00am. It’s the most random assortment of people. Everyone is still dancing pretty hard.

5:30am: 2/3 of the crowd has now left. I don’t understand why everyone could stay out till 5am but at 5:30am they decide, “oh boy, too late for me to be out now…”

Danny gets us beers. Everyone on the dance floor circles us like hawks wondering how and where we got beer. Two different people ask for me a sip. I say no and run away. GERM THEORY PEOPLE! If I could get you a beer I could but I don’ t want your strange lips on my drink.

Back away from the beer and no one gets hurt.

6:00am: Carl Craig goes on for the first time in the night. He’s sipping champagne from a flute at 6:00am. He is my hero. Can we be best friends?

He begins by playing funky electronic jams but then slowly fades into playing more disco inspired music and then reggaetone inspired music. Around 7:00am he plays Fleetwood Mac’s Dreams. The 15 people still up on the dance floor love it.

7:30am: The only people left on the dance floor are the people who work at verboten, the other DJ’s and two old ravers. We finally leave Verboten and see the sun.