Sunday, March 06, 2005
Lick me
Last night, as I suppose it has fallen on me to report all the dirty details, was really interesting. To zing through the details- we went to Sugarbowl, after amalgamating at Remedy's prior and getting the bum's rush out because of some ill-planned show they were trying to execute. Sugarbowl, unfortunately is not the best place for a photog venue. Time and time again, they seem to make the mistake of choosing this place, because it was the SAME thing last year that kept us from going in there and- you know- looking at photos. So, yes, lots of smiling, nodding, hob-nobbery, but also- dull as hell.
I hadn't realized who we'd amassed to come with us though until we got there, and ended up taking a whole side of the bar up with people. Awesome- mind you, the exclusionary powers that be- were still exclusionary. One person in particular, did not wave, smile, or say hi, surprisingly- but honestly, I'm past the point of caring.
In anycase, like I said, our time spent there was short. Mooke and I discussed business plans avidly for most of the evening, and then after a while and some restless masses, and bored comments, we took off to Wunderbar. And it was wunderbar. They still have all the conversation nooks in there, so it was great. We ended up picking up another person, always a le papier favorite on our way there, and that was great fun. We talked for quite a while, and laughed at Fenton while he blew everyone's hair back with his bar voice, and of course, some of us drank some more. In the end, we were left with Burnt Umber, myself, Fenton, Bellan (2), after le papier boy and Mooke toddled off home.
Bento's boy let us beg rides from him, for which I'm hideously thankful for. I'm bored. And thirsty. ¶ 8:11 PM
Last night, as I suppose it has fallen on me to report all the dirty details, was really interesting. To zing through the details- we went to Sugarbowl, after amalgamating at Remedy's prior and getting the bum's rush out because of some ill-planned show they were trying to execute. Sugarbowl, unfortunately is not the best place for a photog venue. Time and time again, they seem to make the mistake of choosing this place, because it was the SAME thing last year that kept us from going in there and- you know- looking at photos. So, yes, lots of smiling, nodding, hob-nobbery, but also- dull as hell.
I hadn't realized who we'd amassed to come with us though until we got there, and ended up taking a whole side of the bar up with people. Awesome- mind you, the exclusionary powers that be- were still exclusionary. One person in particular, did not wave, smile, or say hi, surprisingly- but honestly, I'm past the point of caring.
In anycase, like I said, our time spent there was short. Mooke and I discussed business plans avidly for most of the evening, and then after a while and some restless masses, and bored comments, we took off to Wunderbar. And it was wunderbar. They still have all the conversation nooks in there, so it was great. We ended up picking up another person, always a le papier favorite on our way there, and that was great fun. We talked for quite a while, and laughed at Fenton while he blew everyone's hair back with his bar voice, and of course, some of us drank some more. In the end, we were left with Burnt Umber, myself, Fenton, Bellan (2), after le papier boy and Mooke toddled off home.
Bento's boy let us beg rides from him, for which I'm hideously thankful for. I'm bored. And thirsty. ¶ 8:11 PM
