Night Out

We took a disco nap. Awoke around 8pm. Took a shower, ate a snack, picked out an outfit. (sequins? Not tonight.) Jeans and a CK t-shirt. We arrived around 11pm. The parking lot was reasonably full, but there weren't a whole lot of people inside. Or, I should say, they were scattered all over. It's a big place. There are 5 separate and distinct bars, 6 if you count the patio. There's a sports bar, a karoake bar, the dance bar, an eclectic bar called "The Other Side," and an upstairs bar overlooking the dance floor. We wandered around a bit, got a drink ($4.50 for an O'Doul's!? And I didn't even get a kiss afterward.) A few people were dancing, so we took a turn on the dance floor. I felt awkward, but it was good to be out there. After we danced a few songs we went and got another drink and went upstairs to watch the other people dancing. There was one guy out there who had no coordination or rhythm, so we felt better about our dancing abilities. I mean, if he could be out there, and we didn't judge him, then hopefully the rest of the people in the bar weren't snickering up their sleeves at us. There was a good mix of people there. There were plenty of cute guys, several cute guy couples, a healthy population of lesbians, and quite a few straight couples. The straight couples are always funny to see because they cling to one another so tightly, as if to say, "Don't let go of me! Don't let the faggots get me!" It's always nice to see straight couples there, though. It shows there is some tolerance in the world. At midnight the drag show started. This bar does their drag show on the dance floor, so for about a half-hour, there's no dancing, which kinda sucks. We've been to some pretty bad drag shows, and we've been to some pretty good ones. This wasn't one of the good ones. My heart goes out to the performers, but the venue just isn't conducive to a drag show. They need to create a dedicated drag bar. If they ever elect me owner of the bar, that's the first thing I'd do. After the drag show, we noticed the bar was a little emptier than before. We got another drink and watched the boys and relaxed. After our drink we took one last jig on the dance floor. By that point I felt pretty good about my dancing. I was feeling the beat and moving with the music. I wasn't so self-conscious, and I felt as though I was part of the crowd. We left around 1:30am. My leg felt a bit stiff and sore, so I probably over did it, but it isn't too bad. I'll put some ice on it and stay off it for a bit. That was our night out, our New Year's Eve weekend celebration extravaganza! A little dancing, a little drinking (for Chris), and a lot of fun!