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November 1, 2003
UPS: we pick pockets
Yesterday I got my nap in, got into my UPS Man costume, then went to Jon's to meet up with Kiri and Co. I guess we were a little excited to go out, as we arrived at Apex at a really early and deserted hour. The mean woman bartender there still remembers me from four years ago when I came in there smoking a cigar on my birthday, and still serves me feeble drinks in retribution. So we went over Omega for a drink to kill some time, and they didn't let Kiri in because her license had expired. However, it was still proof of her age...I don't think they wanted to let a female in. It got me kind of pissed off, but I decided to keep the Blazing Sword of Righteousness sheathed in lieu of a pleasant evening for all.
So then we went to the Fireplace, which I hadn't been in in ages as I don't have the money to pay for one of their patrons. It was still as unpleasant as the last time I'd been there. This one gurl who was next to me kept hitting me with her overstuffed courier bag. Keep the luggage at home, kids. My usual way of dealing with this or similar patrons of gay bars (usually drunk obnoxious fag hags with enormous purses) is to start trying to pick their big bags like the 6th-level thief-acrobat that I am. On the first try I felt only some skanky gym t-shirt. The second and third tries didn't come up with anything either. Now I don't do this to actually lift anything...I do it in hopes of having the person notice something is amiss, so they move their luggage out of my space. However, as I was a little drunk, I failed to be as subtle as I should have. They guys next to my target said to him, "Hey, that guy's messing around with your bag!" I turned to them and smiled, then went over to Jon's bf Gabriel and said, "We need to get out of here fast." We hurried back to Apex in a jiffy.
Apex was starting to pick up a bit, and more than a few were in costume. The rum and cokes were getting to me as we danced a bit, and I tried to get friendly with the Ukranian Sailor and Mr. DC Rat-Man without much success. I'm a sloppy drunk and I know it when I am, but I still try. We all were too tired by the time it really began to pick up, and were ready to go anyway.
This morning, while I was still somewhat hung over, I managed to get my dry cleaning, some groceries, do laundry and pay bills. The biggest accomplishment was to give my car a long-needed washing. Dinner, little nap and then out to the Renegades Halloween party as Your Hairy Godmother later tonight. I'll bring my butch drag along too, as Keith and I may go out later to this new leather bar in SE DC if it's open.
Posted by jimbo at November 1, 2003 5:04 PM
Comments
Wait, that's not fair. A new leather bar in SE
We want details! Please
Don j
Posted by: Don j at November 1, 2003 7:30 PM
http://www.tendc.com
Posted by: jimbo at November 1, 2003 7:41 PM
Rob and I went as the Ghostbusters :-), and walked all over Georgetown.
Unfortunately we will not be at the Renegades Party due to work. :-(
Posted by: Dax at November 1, 2003 10:16 PM
Is that the old Pier 9?
Posted by: Andy at November 2, 2003 4:31 PM
Apex was formerly Badlands, but I've never heard of Pier 9! I hear tell Ten is merely a Friday night venue, and I suspect it's at a place called The Vault, but don't quote me.
Posted by: jimbo at November 2, 2003 5:12 PM
it's not just a leather bar...it's a leather bar with a dance floor
Posted by: donald at November 2, 2003 8:16 PM