Monday, November 2, 2009

Grindr t-shirt /= slutty (Vig 27's Grand Opening and Latino Pride '09 Kick Off

The opening of Vig 27 got real messy real quickly. I was meeting Totally Tyler with the intention of splitting a Gatorade bottle for the ride downtown and across town. Unfortunately, both she and her friend had Gatorade bottles of their own. They ended up helping out a bit (their "bottles" were actually Red Bull cans), but I had started the night with way more alcohol than I needed on my way to an open bar!

Another friend of Totally Tyler's was waiting ay the door, so we skipped the line and quickly entered the packed bar. We probably should have checked our coats first, but I at least wanted a drink for the wait in line!

The first person I saw was Pubic Finance, double-fisting, of course: "You're just now getting here?!"
Me: "Well, open bar just started 4 minutes ago!"
Him: "Girl, open bar started at 7! You late!"

I'd been duped! And I wasn't happy about it. My solution: double-fisting.

Earlier that day, I got a friend request on Facebook from a Nancy. I didn't recognize her name, but I knew her as soon as I saw her face. Turns out we had met on either gay.com or Manhunt when I was in college in New England and she was in high school. We talked on AIM for a year or so but never met in person. It was a trip to see her now because back then, she seemed like a boy with an alter-ego who wore makeup. Now she's living in NYC as a woman.

After we caught up for a bit, Nancy of the North went along her way, and I decided I wanted drinks more than I wanted to check my coat. Meanwhile, Bottomless Pitt, who was the one who told us about this party, was late as hell getting there (she lives in the neighborhood!).

Did I mention I’d gotten a new shirt and couldn’t wait to show it off!


You think Grindr will give my blog an endorsement? They get more plugs from me than a surge protector at Christmas.

Freak Ho’s been doing some activist work, and he'd put together a series of events for Latino Pride. Latino Pride’s kick off was that night at No Parking. I prefer my Prides during the summer so that I can dress slutty (Grindr t-shirt /= slutty), but any Pride’s a good Pride. After I finished the last of my 6 free drinks (in pint classes, mind you), Blink and I left with Pubic Finane and Taye Diggs to catch a cab uptown (even though the trains were still running express… this is how drunk we all were).

Three of us jumped into a cab, and out of nowhere, Taye Diggs yelled, “Fine, then! Go to No Parking!” and stormed off.
Pubic Finance: “So, where is this place again?”
Me: “Um, honey, your live-in boyfriend just stormed off. Don’t you think you wanna go fix it fix it fix it?”
Pubic Finance: “Ugh! I really should go after him. Will you guys wait for me?”
Me: “Bitch, that didn’t look like a kiss-on-the-corner-and-carry-on hissy fit! You might have to take that one home. Your place is with him, not us. You knew that when you signed that lease!”
Blink slurred something in agreement (I think).
Pubic: “Fine, fine.”
Me, crawling out of the cab: “Sorry, dude. We’re not gonna be going.”
Blink: “Oh my grrrd! We’re so, so, soooo srrrry. Like, I’m sooo–"
Me: “Get out of the cab, bitch!”

The train ride helped us to sober up a bit (thank god) because Blink could barely walk the 5 avenues to the A train (there was quite a bit of shushing on my part). But No Parking was a riot as always.

Highlights included go-go gods



Camouflage




A new hot barback for me to crush on.


You know, I live around the corner from here...

And did I mention there were a few random Ivy League Crew et al. sightings as well?



Yeah.

Did I mention that I saw the original 4 members of En Vogue in concert recently? I died! Click here to check it out (with photo and video!).

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3 comments:

blink said...

hahaha... i can not deal with that last picture. on purpose much?

med school mess said...

are you still drunk? with all those typos. haha

The Blackout Blog said...

This is what happens when I type posts on my iPhone. You'll deal.