Gina And A Bottle

Kristen and I started getting ready to go out around 7. I crafted my hairstyle after watching A Super Sweet Sixteen Marathon on MTV that afternoon. And Kristen DID NOT opt for the two bun! We made Ray our Cinderella and do little things for us like fetching bobby pins and cleaning the bathroom when we were through. We were all ready to go on time. Kristen and I planned on meeting Gina at 9:30 Saturday night at this gay bar, which in actuality, it was a mini-bar, a major bar and a tiny room where they sold candles and sour patch kids (because people are bringing their children?). And they are open until 3 am. We followed our gaydar and had no problems finding the place, although not so much luck finding parking.

Some of you may ask, "Tam why do you always go to gay bars when you go out?" Actually, I don't: only when I'm out with Kristen. But there are lots of advantages to going to a gay bar. There are a lot less rules. There isn't some drunk dude rubbing his junk all up in your trunk, in which I have to start throwing ice from my drink at him. (Dave, I know you can appreciate THAT one.) There is usually a really great surprise or unbelievable thing that happens before the night is over. But most importantly, I always have more fun hanging out with homosexuals. They are good people, extremely accepting, and will tell me if my bag doesn't go with my shoes.

So we get there and Gina is waiting. She is even more adorable in person. And she has this slight underbite thing I've always loved. (I lack in the jaw/chin department and if ever I was to go under the knife, it would be for chin implants). I felt comfortable with her right away, especially since the third word she ever said to me was "fucking".

We started drinking in the mini-bar because the major bar hadn't opened yet. When you ask for shots at this place, apparently they think you mean half the bottle, but no matter! We knew we might want to slow it down when Jay Leno's bit on a talking camera machine came on the video screens and we all almost fell out of our chairs. Finally, the main bar opened up (thanks for covering my cover, Gina!) and we picked a booth way up top. We knew there would be a drag show a little later and wanted a comfy seat. I originally hadn't brought my camera in, but I decided to go get it after all the drinking and whatnot. Here are some "already toasty" shots:

Finally, the drag show started. I decided not to post a lot of the pictures I took, mainly because the girls I nanny sometimes frequent this site and although they can't read most of the text, they can certainly see pictures and wouldn't understand what a naked drag queen was. Let's just say, we got a lot for our 3 dollar cover.

After the show, the stage opened up and everyone started dancing. It was a great time, although we are officially old because we left by 12:30.

When I we got back, Kristen made me eggs and toast and I called Matt and told him I missed him and I loved him and blagvh esdfh soo much. I went to sleep with the Super Sweet Sixteen theme song dancing in my head.