wow.
being off ill from work is pretty much the most boring thing possible.
although it does mean i get to lie in bed and listen to talking heads.
up until recently i was watching car booty followed by bargain hunt.
my eyes are dissolving.
so monday night was...
...there's no words for it.
hopefully Zamuzel will be posting the photos (and video) soon.
it started as a quick after work drink to celebrate "Monster" Hampton's birthday in the Thekla (where we got to hear the bad man Bobby Conn soundchecking through the floor)
talk soon turned to getting some food, the Raj on King Street was mention. a lot.
however, some wise dude suggested the New World.
ah, the New World.
this place is random. like the truest meaning of the word.
all you can eat chinese and karaoke.
we attacked the food in waves. watching each others' backs and taking hits if it looked like a dish wasn't going to be cleared.
the place has a "no finish, no order more" rule.
3 rounds.
they looked reluctant to bring more after the second.
they looked plain ready to stab us in the ribs when we started karaoke.
Zam kicked things off with a sterling rendition of Bowie's China Girl. the lyrics were felt and the zone was reached.
i was next out of the hat.
Gay Bar.
NEVER point at a random girl across the bar and scream "I've got something to put IN YOU!"
especially while wearing a denim jacket and aviator shades.
they only get scared.
but not as scared as when you shout "now show em them TITTIES!", eh Zam?
chasey lane was never rendered in such a fashion before.
nor will it ever be again.
i then proceeded to win a bottle of champagne and bash out a quick Ring Of Fire before the place closed inapropriately early at eleven.
same again next week.
anyone else down with it?
x
being off ill from work is pretty much the most boring thing possible.
although it does mean i get to lie in bed and listen to talking heads.
up until recently i was watching car booty followed by bargain hunt.
my eyes are dissolving.
so monday night was...
...there's no words for it.
hopefully Zamuzel will be posting the photos (and video) soon.
it started as a quick after work drink to celebrate "Monster" Hampton's birthday in the Thekla (where we got to hear the bad man Bobby Conn soundchecking through the floor)
talk soon turned to getting some food, the Raj on King Street was mention. a lot.
however, some wise dude suggested the New World.
ah, the New World.
this place is random. like the truest meaning of the word.
all you can eat chinese and karaoke.
we attacked the food in waves. watching each others' backs and taking hits if it looked like a dish wasn't going to be cleared.
the place has a "no finish, no order more" rule.
3 rounds.
they looked reluctant to bring more after the second.
they looked plain ready to stab us in the ribs when we started karaoke.
Zam kicked things off with a sterling rendition of Bowie's China Girl. the lyrics were felt and the zone was reached.
i was next out of the hat.
Gay Bar.
NEVER point at a random girl across the bar and scream "I've got something to put IN YOU!"
especially while wearing a denim jacket and aviator shades.
they only get scared.
but not as scared as when you shout "now show em them TITTIES!", eh Zam?
chasey lane was never rendered in such a fashion before.
nor will it ever be again.
i then proceeded to win a bottle of champagne and bash out a quick Ring Of Fire before the place closed inapropriately early at eleven.
same again next week.
anyone else down with it?
x
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You have the voice of an angel and a body of a demon
the pictures of you in zam's blog are teh awesome! lol