nightlights

Karina and i took to the city, as was our old sexy giant routine; to stand tall and strut. When you're walking with a 6'4 chick you tend to stand up a little straighter... We went to the Silver Clouds Karaoke Bar in the Marina and it was desolate, except for a large asian family eating dinner behind the stage. With no audience i had guts of gold and glory. We went up there no shame singing duets like "aint no mountain high enough" to her " ill always love you" by miss Houston which blew me away....After a cranked out my Cher impression "believe", i thought i had the pipes of a gilded cherub. I'm KILLING IT AT THIS KARAOKE SHIT! THROW ME ANOTHER! ......."my name is..." What?" slim shady. I'm ready, mean muggin and all and then the chorus goes and i realize i don't know the words at all and thought it was another song. I can feel ALL 7 people in the buildings eyes watching me giggle nervously and sweat until i can just get back to that fucking chorus "my name is WHAT?"lean,"WHO?" lean, "sick sick slim shaddddyyyyy". Alteast its over in3 minutes, then I'm singing "it wasn't me" Then i finish it with a grand finale of gang signs and fart on the mic. not really. I never saw the draw to sing old songs poorly in front of strangers, but it gives you such a thrill when you hit that note just like MIA in Lady Marmalade. shivahs down my spayne gurl.

Then the next night i went to Underdogs for $1 margaritas for 30 minutes and met Jenny my old roommate there. Ran into some girls from the dorms freshman year then went to get burgers at Barneys in the Castro. Then we stopped by Marengo where Jenny works and drank some "Foggy roses", whiskey muddled with strawberries, mint, and cucumber and garnished with a cherry soaked in brandy. Beautiful, but tasted like dirt. Then we went downstairs to Bar None where I bought a round of my poison.. TEQUILA!!!

Another night Ximena and i trekked to DNA Lounge for Mash up night. It was SICK!We walked in, realized we were not drunk enough to dance as hard as we wanted to so we did split a bottle of vodka in the alley. ready to go! Met a tall guy,had a great night. danced like its all I've ever been asked to do. All under the command of a red-dreaded tranny in a leather speedo. ahhh this city ;)

90s Night at HiFI Lounge was a hit. 90cent drinks for 90 minutes with the fashion and the music, if you could call it fashion...I feel like the most outstanding 90s things were the cartoons and the spice girls. So i just wore my concert tee circa '98 with some ripped blue jeans and sex hair. 90 cent drinks are a god send, but when you have a time limit its gets hysterical. We met karina at the silver cloud with her mom and sang MORE karaoke!

sang me sum mambo #5 with the girls in the real spirit of the 90s. Ximena was being a sneaky drunk skunk and kept running back to the kitchen, stealing crab dumplings from the fridge and then running back out again. like the college robin hood she brought back onions, tabasco, and handfuls of dumplings to the sloshed peasants. DUN DUH NUH! then we booked it for the bus and a long walk home. you know you've had a good night when you wake up with an onion in your pocket. said no one ever. UNTIL NOW.