Since
alternagirl has been on a whine-a-thon lately about people not recounting their Saturday night adventures, I decided to humor her in this medium :P
Last night was fucking epic. Chelsey and I started the night off with a trip to Woof's. Our theory was that our first destination of the evening was going to be the 80's vs. 90's - Madonna Edition party at the Majestic, but we wanted to get started before 10pm. At Woof's, we found out that my long-lost roommate from 07-08 (Luis) is a bar-back there! Seeing Luis was great, but the drinks got pricey, and it was a little early to whip out the flask, so we went a couple blocks over to The Bayou.
Now if you've never been to the Bayou, make it a point to do it... soon. Awesome food, reasonably priced drinks, great New Orleans style decor. We ran into P-Flo, who's moving to Minneapolis, so it was nice to run into him one last time. It was finally time to get our Madonna on, so we walk over to the Majestic and completely rock-star past the block-long line and join up with Rachel and her sister Meghan.
creamy_filling was up in the house running sound, and
pee_wee joined up with us. The music was decent, but not quite what we were craving, so the freshly-intoxicated always-beautiful Chelsey and I took off for The Inferno.
I don't even know what to say about the Inferno... it was a slower Saturday night, which was pretty awesome. It was easy to socialize, and there was room on the dance floor.
not_eurotic and
dubnobasswithme were ROCKING the old waxtrax lineup, and I believe I may have even heard some James Brown is Dead get mixed up into some Lords of Acid! The music reminded me so much of having just turned 21 and spending what little money I had drinking long islands up in that place. Great memories!
The bonus was all the fantastic people out last night.
judaslives,
knotoknow,
madstfu,
mz_jai,
shadykatie1982,
tricstmr,
noise_chick , Bao, Amy, Sierra, Chris, Ami, who the hell else am I forgetting? Drinks, dancing, joking, groping - it all happened!
A bunch of us ended up at the Pine Cone afterwards, where the flask turned orange juice into screwdrivers and we turned copious amounts of gravy into bodily waste. Chelsey's world was spinning, I got my truck-stop brownie on, and we all went home for our various mixtures of sleep and extracurricular activities!
And
alternagirl wasn't invited. Life is good :)