ASPEN FAT TUESDAY.
The night kicked off with a meet & greet at the sky hotel for the applicants of the upcoming A&E reality show, The Aspen Project. Around the same time the music got going at Belly Up and @ various other locations around town in order to get the party started to benefit the victims of hurricane katrina. The place was packed and it wasn't the usual crowd I see at the Belly Up. It was filled with silent auction items and the NOLA inspired sounds and cheap concoctions seemed to get the crowd in a most generous mood. Feeling a bit cramped and a bit tired of trying to explain my new found freedom to an old compratiate, I decided it was time to boogie, not at Belly Up, and definately not at Boogies. This evening would also welcome the official return of the vinnie special, rejoice, a week is a long time. It would also welcome the return of the vomit express conducted by the legendary lil' Vin himself. After a quick change and a bite to eat we were yet again. Before long I had made it back to dirty-nine degrees to catch up with the kids. Upon arrival I found Bubs, lil' Vin, Tater Tot, Miss Riss, Huckleberry Tea, and Thai posted up at the bar enjoying some libatious liberation. Also in appearance was JA of JA-VA and Free Spirit working the bar that evening. Here's where the night turned a lil' slippy. The great thing about the dirty-nine bar staff is that they always want to try out a new shot on you, and as long as you keep sayin' it's crap, they keep trying up the anny, cheers! So after repeatedly yellin' out crap in my worst Scottish accent, we were told that it was time to go. Somehow (wink, wink) I managed to miss all busses back to the casa de caca, so Huckleberry Tea and myself traded war stories til late in the evening. Apparently I scared the CRAP out of Miss thing, when she noticed me on her couch when she got up, so sorry, but I didn't think it was appropriate to wake you at 4am to infrom you that I would be spending the next few hours on the sofa, next time I will! When I awoke on Huck's/ Miss Things couch, I was not all that excited to go to work, but I quickly got over myself, and was soon enjoying the pleasures of a triple espresso and an egg bagel, I looked over my shoulder twice for the thieving transvestite, but she/it/he was no where to be found. Don't worry, I'm watching honey.