I just can’t wait for a new site to appear so I might as well keep adding to the blog… I keep making excuses for the time I don’t have and they all lead to one thing… (to be discussed some other time)….
For now, I’ll just relive a few things… Spin sessions with more DJs than less are much more spontaneous and fun (who likes playing with themselves anyway…well playing rekkids with themselves)… So 12 and Pop and I got together and fried some amps in a good multi-media session on Friday… Great practice for future gigs..
Saturday we hit the city…I find that if you’re new to the city the best thing to do is get them drunk and hooked up with the locals… So we hit up Tina’s birthday at Butta (watch out for the man with a big cock pic…not for the light hearted) where we had a private party till about 11… don’t know what so private about a paper sign on the door with no list but who cares, I was inviting coo peeps off the street to come join anyway. I would have to say the high light of this place is the juxtaposition of dance/house music being played at a bar with no dance floor AND the theme of this place is 80’s white trash meets acid tripping hippy with a touch of Jesse Duke thrown in. Ya’ll have a good time now and don’t shoot tha pigs!! yyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaa……
I would have to say the food rocks! Nothing beats the fine dinning of Butter… Creamy mac n cheese served in a paper bowl with a spork, tater tots and for desert SMORs! Now you have to be thinking (as I was) … this can’t be good at a bar… how do you melt the marshmallows? Ohhh Bartender! pour a little 151 in an ash tray..lighter up and fry up those puffs of sugar over a table top flame… mmm good… wash down with a jack n coke or tall can of bud and you can power through any bad night… don’t for get to wipe the sticky goo off your fingers n lips before you start pimpin again.
So several tall cans n Jacks later I ended up meeting to local pinay women that just couldn’t get enough of my boy Godzilla… And wouldn’t you know it… he’s pressed up against the garage door outside the club… I knew it was lust when she showed up with the overnight bag that night… it may be your first Asian woman my friend but it won’t be your last… just enjoy what you can …. ;)
So the evening didn’t come to an end without a ghetto bus ride back… some dude hijacked an airport bus and was giving rides around the city for extra change. So why not… the dude had his girlfriend/wife/hooker whatever with him to sing us all the local hits “Can I get a hot boy!…uhh huh!” and “I wanna bump bump bump” priceless again… I wish I had the digi to show all… next time… just make sure when you take the van painted in patriotically Mexican colors, don’t sit in the puke in the front seat…. the news paper cover doesn’t work too well… yum…