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Swirlin…

what do you do when you’re head is all ties up in personally thoughts… I mean..very specific, life changing personal thoughts….

I think most men go out and drink… and that;s what I did.

Braving the 20 degree weather; which coincidentally made me utter “It’s really not that bad out”, I met a good friend at the Belgian beer bar. and drank…. heavily…

Sella.. Delirium… Parliament… Stella… Stella… mmmm…..

We bull-shitted about pubcrawls, “the ladies”, the lack of newly interesting bars or clubs in the area… While in the patio area, I ran into David C. Not initially introduced as such, however, later I learned he was one of the frat boys in the RV scene in the movie Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan. In town we mulled over why this bar with “all this techno” was any good and what else he and his gf could check out in the area.

Several of the other guys from the scene were at the bar and I brought up the suit I had heard about.

David had let me know, he did not sue, but that two of his faternaty members on the RV did sue over deformation of character and the two guys. Much of the suits against the movie, were deemed frugal and attempts to garner some cash from their infamy. However, in the case of these guys (and apparently anyone that signed the waiver for the movie) Century 21/Fox is able to counter-sue (language added to the waiver) and now these guys are forced to PAY the production company over six figures.

Damn… sucks for u to try to make a buck after signing a legal waiver uh?! Always read what you’re signing!!!

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Tiny Dive on Hollywood

I made a trip out to Hollywood to hang with a few friends for the weekend. After a long drive to San Diego and back for work on Thursday, I made it through Irvine long enough to hang at the ‘ool at my boy BP’s spot. Irvine is the definition of suburbia and more boring that watching ice melt.

Skip the formalities, we start our evening at a local dive spot on Hollywood blvd: Tiny’s KO. I’m uncertain how long this place has been going but some of these kats have been here since the doors opened the first time. We’re prepping for the evening so with stiff drinks, a good juke of punk and decor around the room highlighting chicks with clown; how could you not have a good time. The food is excellent at this place and some 50’s lady told me she would shove her nails in my nose if I didn’t let her play some Def Leppard track.

Proper dive….

“Remember to tip the bar wench”

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Weekender

A couple good finds this weekend. Saturday went out all night with the locals to watch the final four at a friends house in the upper west. Unfortunately G-town went down even after I thought they had the momentum to take it. The Gators came out on top with a stomping of the best defensive team in the country, UCLA. Great work as the Gators have a repeat of their Florida match up, with Ohio St (keep in mind the Gators blew out Ohio the last time they played, by 26 points).

Off to the Mill, the Gator’s central haven in NY for a few pitchers, games and the gator chants… “It’s great to be…” Not long after we broke off to go to Karma, a spot I will never go to again.

How ironic their name begets a tranquil and positive vibe, when the environment, employees and management promote nothing of the sorts. For one, there’s a line to get in, once in, the spot is barely 30% occupancy. I despise bars/clubs that create an artificial line to give the illusion, it’s a hot spot and they are at capacity. Drinks here are expensive and when asked for a hookah I was charged 15$ for what I found out was actually a $10 charge for girls or other patrons. Not sure if the surcharge was to add a tip for the waitress but this was bull shit. Last they have DJ playing dance tunes for both the upstairs and downstairs, yet they don’t have a cabaret license and will use this excuse to selectively kick out the guys to improve the girl-guy ratio they try to maintain.

So when half my friends were asked to leave, and not the women they were dancing with, we bounced.