Monday, February 06, 2006
imitation is the highest form of flattery
This was just brought to my attention. As a former customer of this establishment, I just can't believe it. I mean, I should believe it. And, quite honestly, I should be grateful that it was merely a pellet gun. It's a club. People dance. They consume alcohol. The boys dress well (assuming they keep their shirts on) and the girls shoot some mean pool. What exactly is so threatening about that? There are 5 gay/gay-friendly bars in all of Grand Rapids (Michael, did you know that Carousel is STILL around?!?!) which are very open to straight people enjoying the tasty drinks and typically good dance music. Guess how many "straight" establishments exist?
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I agree! What's going on with Eldon's not surviving and such? You'll like this.
peter b is posting away. Eldon died tragically when he was hit by a lowrider with a ginormous American flag, proudly waving from the bed. I think he was unable to get out of the way in time as he was awed at the beauty of said lowrider. I wore a red miniskirt and a fabulous hat to the funeral. Thankfully, I was accompanied by a tendersweetyoungman who managed to ease my sorrow. I thought eldon would approve.
Damn, I guess so. I'm sorry I missed the funeral. Also waiting for inevitable alterations in the state of Grotesque?
Erin I didn't know that the Apartment was still around!
That's crazy.
You know that we are LONG overdue for a little bit of Dancin'
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