First off let me say that SG night at the Havana KICKED ASS!
AgentofOblivion and I drove the 3 hours to get to Columbus from the D, after having only just decided we were doing this the night before while at Luna celebrating my 32 year of existence on this little hunk of rock.
Got to the city, which is a very confusing place to someone who is not from there, but we found the Havana, then went and found the closest hotel so we could make sure that we were in drunk stumbling distance from the bar.
Called Vivid who informed us that pizza was going to be consumed then passed me of to Meow so we could get directions to this "Houndogs" place.
While waiting outside for the valete to bring us our car, an older lady walks up to Agent, who is wearing a black top hat, a misfits shirt, black pants and has 3inch platform boots on, and timidly asks him "Are you the valete?" He responds "No, we are staying at this hotel." She gets this horrified look on her face and says "You are?" ROFL classic!!!
Show up at Houndogs. No one else is there, but they have a bar, and a room with a jukebox with a great selection of music, and a Playboy Pinball game so we keep ourselves occupied. A punk rock vibe pizza place was cool enough, the fact that the pizza was good too makes it even better! So once people showed up, we sat around and shot the shit for a few hours while eating greasy glorious bread cheeze and meat.
Agent and I then after again being annoying tourists and bugging people for directions, walked down the block to the liquor store and bought ourselves vodka for some after party drinking (which we ended up not needing anyways, but better to be the boyscout and always be prepared "just in case").
So we drop the adult beverages off at the hotel (the guys behind the desk loved the hell out of us cause we are these 2 crazy looking alt lifestyle people staying at this 300dollar a night hotel, and because we have a generally charming personality between the 2 of us) and then walk to the Havana.
*edit* Airayeet has corrected this random thought of mine, they loved us so much because two of the guys working at the hotel were actually SG members!!! HA how crazy is that shit!!!
good stuff!!! *edit*
Before even walking into the Havana my gaydar went off. Inside was a great setting with video monitors all of the place and a good atmosphere (but of course what gay bar doesn't have a good atmosphere, they usually positively ooze it). The drinks were a "bit" more pricey then what I am used to, so I just flirted with the bartender a bit and made sure to follow the cardinal rule of tipping heavy from the start. Then I realized I would have to start a tab to consume the neccessary amount of liquor this evening would require ( When I left I vaguely remember through the drunken haze my tab was much smaller then it should of been). All this having been done we were off to the races!!
The DJ kicked ass, spinning a shitton of fun danceable music. I was at first one of the only people dancing. By the end of the night, this thankfully had changed.
More importantly it was awesome seeing all the people that I know and love and haven't seen in forever and day.
Tikki Monster and Vectrexxx both showed up. Those 2 motherfuckers kick hella ass and it was awesome to see them again and catching up.
I was shocked and delighted that Madison was there, althou I am completely an idiot because I totally didn't recognize her for like the first 5minutes cause her hair is cut and dyed in a short little bob kinda deal and of course looks super hot, cause, well, its fucking Madison, duh!
Vivid and I of course had our traditional dance off as per usual when we paint the town red in the blood of the innocent.
PunkNightMike was there and I got to harass him in general. Always good times
God, the list goes on and on and on.
Slowly the night starts to become more fuzzy, as Decadence starts to take over my controlls and the fever pitch of the night starts to rise.
I have blurry images of talking to all these beautiful people who unfortunately I will never remember unless they remind me
I remember seeing AgentofOblivion on his knees in a praying position, getting slapped repeatedly in the face by Vivid and Meow
*edit* I stand doubly corrected. Meow was actually Annisa. How I confused a short hot girl with dyed out hair for a taller hot girl brunette I will never know. I blame vodka. Sweet, dear vodka. *edit*
I remember getting hit in the face, I can only assume it was Vivid (althou I could be wrong) because I laughed instead of getting pissed about it.
A large group of us leave the bar after cashing out, and here I am thinking we are going for food or something , walking down the street, but no we are going to a different nightclub alltogether. I go in, dance my way thru the bumping and grinding, vaguely remember knocking a drink out of someones hand (oops) who walked away before I could offer to replace it, realize that they are still serving alcohol and of course go up and order a screwdriver and a Red Bull. Wander around a bit, dance a bit, then they kick us all out because its closing time.
By this point everything gets crazy cause I am unsure wtf is going on and Agent and myself end up getting in a car with one of Meows friends Hooper *edit aka Jonnieboy *. I black out in the backseat, wake up and realize we are at Meows house and they are all getting ready for bed. Agent is lying on Meows floor, I realize we need to get the fuck out of dodge before we turn into a total train wreck (compared to the partial one we already are). So I "think" I gave Hooper like 13 buck to drive us back to the hotel. He was a sweetheart and drove us there (by this point he could of dropped us on the other side of town and I probably wouldn't of known the difference). We staggered up to our sweet, and I think I was asleep before I opened the rooms door.
All in all, a grand old time!!
Drove home the next day and went to work at 8pm. Now I am starting to get a headcold. Damn these sinus'!!!
On the ride home I text Vivid and let her know I need to compare notes with her so I can piece together the rest of the evening.
AgentofOblivion and I drove the 3 hours to get to Columbus from the D, after having only just decided we were doing this the night before while at Luna celebrating my 32 year of existence on this little hunk of rock.
Got to the city, which is a very confusing place to someone who is not from there, but we found the Havana, then went and found the closest hotel so we could make sure that we were in drunk stumbling distance from the bar.
Called Vivid who informed us that pizza was going to be consumed then passed me of to Meow so we could get directions to this "Houndogs" place.
While waiting outside for the valete to bring us our car, an older lady walks up to Agent, who is wearing a black top hat, a misfits shirt, black pants and has 3inch platform boots on, and timidly asks him "Are you the valete?" He responds "No, we are staying at this hotel." She gets this horrified look on her face and says "You are?" ROFL classic!!!
Show up at Houndogs. No one else is there, but they have a bar, and a room with a jukebox with a great selection of music, and a Playboy Pinball game so we keep ourselves occupied. A punk rock vibe pizza place was cool enough, the fact that the pizza was good too makes it even better! So once people showed up, we sat around and shot the shit for a few hours while eating greasy glorious bread cheeze and meat.
Agent and I then after again being annoying tourists and bugging people for directions, walked down the block to the liquor store and bought ourselves vodka for some after party drinking (which we ended up not needing anyways, but better to be the boyscout and always be prepared "just in case").
So we drop the adult beverages off at the hotel (the guys behind the desk loved the hell out of us cause we are these 2 crazy looking alt lifestyle people staying at this 300dollar a night hotel, and because we have a generally charming personality between the 2 of us) and then walk to the Havana.
*edit* Airayeet has corrected this random thought of mine, they loved us so much because two of the guys working at the hotel were actually SG members!!! HA how crazy is that shit!!!
good stuff!!! *edit*Before even walking into the Havana my gaydar went off. Inside was a great setting with video monitors all of the place and a good atmosphere (but of course what gay bar doesn't have a good atmosphere, they usually positively ooze it). The drinks were a "bit" more pricey then what I am used to, so I just flirted with the bartender a bit and made sure to follow the cardinal rule of tipping heavy from the start. Then I realized I would have to start a tab to consume the neccessary amount of liquor this evening would require ( When I left I vaguely remember through the drunken haze my tab was much smaller then it should of been). All this having been done we were off to the races!!
The DJ kicked ass, spinning a shitton of fun danceable music. I was at first one of the only people dancing. By the end of the night, this thankfully had changed.
More importantly it was awesome seeing all the people that I know and love and haven't seen in forever and day.
Tikki Monster and Vectrexxx both showed up. Those 2 motherfuckers kick hella ass and it was awesome to see them again and catching up.
I was shocked and delighted that Madison was there, althou I am completely an idiot because I totally didn't recognize her for like the first 5minutes cause her hair is cut and dyed in a short little bob kinda deal and of course looks super hot, cause, well, its fucking Madison, duh!
Vivid and I of course had our traditional dance off as per usual when we paint the town red in the blood of the innocent.
PunkNightMike was there and I got to harass him in general. Always good times
God, the list goes on and on and on.
Slowly the night starts to become more fuzzy, as Decadence starts to take over my controlls and the fever pitch of the night starts to rise.
I have blurry images of talking to all these beautiful people who unfortunately I will never remember unless they remind me
I remember seeing AgentofOblivion on his knees in a praying position, getting slapped repeatedly in the face by Vivid and Meow
*edit* I stand doubly corrected. Meow was actually Annisa. How I confused a short hot girl with dyed out hair for a taller hot girl brunette I will never know. I blame vodka. Sweet, dear vodka. *edit*
I remember getting hit in the face, I can only assume it was Vivid (althou I could be wrong) because I laughed instead of getting pissed about it.
A large group of us leave the bar after cashing out, and here I am thinking we are going for food or something , walking down the street, but no we are going to a different nightclub alltogether. I go in, dance my way thru the bumping and grinding, vaguely remember knocking a drink out of someones hand (oops) who walked away before I could offer to replace it, realize that they are still serving alcohol and of course go up and order a screwdriver and a Red Bull. Wander around a bit, dance a bit, then they kick us all out because its closing time.
By this point everything gets crazy cause I am unsure wtf is going on and Agent and myself end up getting in a car with one of Meows friends Hooper *edit aka Jonnieboy *. I black out in the backseat, wake up and realize we are at Meows house and they are all getting ready for bed. Agent is lying on Meows floor, I realize we need to get the fuck out of dodge before we turn into a total train wreck (compared to the partial one we already are). So I "think" I gave Hooper like 13 buck to drive us back to the hotel. He was a sweetheart and drove us there (by this point he could of dropped us on the other side of town and I probably wouldn't of known the difference). We staggered up to our sweet, and I think I was asleep before I opened the rooms door.
All in all, a grand old time!!
Drove home the next day and went to work at 8pm. Now I am starting to get a headcold. Damn these sinus'!!!
On the ride home I text Vivid and let her know I need to compare notes with her so I can piece together the rest of the evening.
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wtf are we pointing at?
I t took photos for me to remember a lot of this.
look how cool we look! good seeing ya at havana last month!