Dance Dance Dance

We had a great night last night. Matt, Kim, Katie, Steve, Tiffany and I were supposed to go downtown. Tiffany cancled on us to go to a frat party (more on that later). The rest of us hit Apple Bar at 9pm. Steve, who has been really late as of late, didn't show until 10pm (we were about to ditch him) with two other guys. Steve and his brother showed up. Katie's Steve, our Steve, is a good guy. Other Steve pisses us off. He came out with us about a year ago and nobody had any fun with him because he had a stupid remark for everything. Steve A. has known Other Steve for a long time, and that's fine...just don't bring him again. Other Steve's Brother was actually a really cool guy, knew a lot about beer, pretty smart guy- fun times. Other Steve hasn't changed a bit and Kim and Matt were thinking about ditching/ punching him in the face. I vetoed both motions and we still ended up having a great night.

We shared some apple martinis at Apple Bar and then went down to 4th to see if Saba or 219 West were cool, but it was still too "foody" and not really "bar-y" enough for us. Matt wanted a snakebite (beer and cider), I wanted a black and tan (Guinness and Bass), and Kim wanted more pictures of 6th for her multimedia flash project so we went to B.D. Riley's Pub. After our beers we hiked it over to Brown Bar and Matt, Kim, and Katie all choked down some 4 Horsemen. I got a dirty martini, Matt got a really good Caramel Apple drink, and Kim got a nasty Key Lime Pie drink. The DJ at Brown Bar inspired us to go someplace to dance, so I suggested Red Fez.

Getting into Red Fez (I love that there's a line) we went to the back and Katie and Kim got amarretto sours and I downed a gin a tonic. Then we started having fun! DJ Kurv (I've heard him before and he spins pretty good latin-euro house) had a pretty good dance floor going. We joined in for the better part of and hour until our feet were going to fall off. Well done and hats off to Matt for getting his ass on the floor and getting down to the music. Now Matt loves music, but he is first and foremost a punk rocker. Matt has never danced at a club before and for a novice, was certainly showing up a lot of other losers that were just standing around watching their girls dance. Steve A. was doing a good job dancing, but Other Steve (notice I'm using Other to keep myself from putting insulting names on him) and his brother really looked silly and kinda stood around. There's an old DJ saying, "No matter how dumb you look dancing (and everyone kinda does look a bit foolish), you look 10 times as daft by standing around being a passive". We left Red Fez for a cool-down at Gingerman.

Matt was totally bummed out when we left and I had no idea why. He told me that he was dancing and these three girls laughed at him and he'd never been so embarrassed. We all laughed because Steve, Other Steve, and I all got shut down by the same three girls too! These bitchy dykes (they were kissing each other pretty hard on the lips) elbowed Other Steve in the chest (good work there, really), wouldn't let me into the middle of the dance floor, and pushed Steve A nearly off the already too crowded dance floor! Matt didn't feel so bad after that and we finished the night with a few light beers and went home to sleep off the wonderful night.

In other news, our travel blog is up! Visit http://www.westtexastrip.blogspot.com for My, Katie's, Kim's, and Matt's view on everything from planning to inevitable sunburn to the long car trips! I promise a great, funny, informative blog and the team writing will let you really see the difference in writing styles among us. I hope you'll join us on our long, strange trip!


this is the part on Sprokets where we dance!