Club Hoppin'

I make my love of dancing no secret. This past weekend I went out with my sister and two friends to check out the club scene downtown. We bopped into Mosquito at about 11:30ish and busted a move for maybe an hour. It wasn't the best place I've ever been. The music sounded terrible, the guy wouldn't play a decent song the whole way through, people were just standing around in the middle of the floor, and some drunk chick and her doubly drunk entourage of two idiotic boys kept taking pictures of her shoes. So we left Mosquito only to meet two extremely hilarious drunk guys named Victor and...gee I don't remember the Birthday boy's name. Anyhow, they told us how to get to White Collar Crime and then proceeded to talk club talk for a while... where's the haps, who's got the best music, etc. We all laughed for a while and gave false identities when asked our names, then the Birthday boy said something about drunken females or some such biz and I quickly informed him of our lack of drunkeness, which apparently scared the two of them off. So we walked on over to White Collar Crime and BOY did they have the White part right! I couldn't stop laughing! There were so many white guys dressed like early 90's skaters in that one place that I thought I'd walked into a Nirvana music video. We made an attempt at dancing in there for about 10 minutes before we got fed up with the terrible music and chatterbox DJ. So we peaced out of there and sat outside in the parking lot trying to figure out where we'd go next.

I voted food! Because I was so freaking hungry. As we're sitting there discussing the amount of cash we had on hand some dude walks up and proceeds to tell us that he's a veteran and his car's broken down just down the street and La-di-blah. Laurel cracked me up so hard... she goes "Roll on man. Roll on. Can't you see we're ladies outside the club? Why don't you go ask some dude for cash? Man I said Roll On!" So he did. I had my back to him the whole time trying to conceal the $15 I had in my hand, but Moira said that he had cash in his hand. That makes me think that he saw us going through our purses and counting cash and decided to come over and try to scam us out of some.

Anyhow the evening ended at IHOP and with some loud giggles and loads of fun. I swear I haven't had that much fun clubbing since the first time I went with Alaina in Asheville and we used the men's restroom in Cool World because we couldn't find the ladies. Regardless, I really hope that we are all able to get together and go out again Next weekend!

Here's some photo's chronicling our adventures.