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Showing posts with label dancing. Show all posts
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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

My Saturday Night

had planned on working on law school stuff Saturday night when Adam texted me to tell me that he and his roommates were going to the club and I should join them. At first, I didn't want to go and wanted to continue sitting at home being sad. But I knew that if I went, I'd have fun.

So I went. And I did.

We started at Adam's house with the intent of taking Trax down so we wouldn't have to drive. Of course, being with a bunch of gay men, we missed the two trains and had to run to catch the next one. Of course, since we were all a bit tipsy, we kept making inappropriate comments and laughing hysterically.

We finally got to the club--after crossing through Gateway, going to the ATM, and waiting for Tom and Stephen to pee in a vacant lot and the rest of my night went something like this:

  • Saw Josh Moon and his friend; his friend got us free drinks; we talked about politics and his friend proceeded to tell me how the Democratic party has screwed up the country.
  • Danced ON THE STAGE at the club (which I never do) AND danced ON THE PLATFORM on the stage.
  • Bought one drink out of the five I had that night.
  • Stood arm-in-arm with Adam's "straight" roommate while we watched the drag show.
  • Philosophised about life with Will.
  • Helped Chris talk to a guy he had noticed.
  • Hung out with Arlyn and Michelle (Michelle is awesome!).
  • Watched Josh Moon make out with some random guy while I danced with random guy's friend.
  • Kept asking Adam if I should go up to the guy I went to high school with and ask him if he remembered me. (I didn't).
  • Stayed until the club closed at two (which I've never done).
  • Walked to Main Street and 200 South from the club (from 500 West and 100 South) where we finally got a cab.
  • Watched part of "Pride & Prejudice" before I decided to drive home (and yes, I was a tad drunk)
  • Went to sleep at 3:30 AM and woke up at 8:30 still drunk.
What a night!

Saturday, August 19, 2006

The art & science of club dancing

Thursday night, I went out dancing with Jesse, Brian and Brian's friend, Evan. Note: We did NOT go to a gay club even! It was '80s night at a local place and Brian has said the only way he'd go dancing was if it was on '80s night. So, dancing we a-went.

I always have the most fun at the club when I'm watching (i.e. making fun of) other people. Jesse and I will play a game where we pick a person and dance like them. Now, we don't pick the good dancers so it proves to be quite entertaining.

Drunk guys are the most fun to watch--gay or straight. The gay ones just starting making out with the guy they're dancing with while the straight ones make complete fools of themselves. One guy was on the platform singing along with all the songs. He was really into it and Jesse acted like he was at a concert and this guy was the hot lead singer. He (the guy) was bizarre; he would point to the crowd and grab himself. My favorite part was when he almost fell off the stage.

One thing I think is interesting about club dancing is how groups of friends dance. Groups of girls dance in packs as to tell hunting guys, "Stay away! We only came here to dance! We do not want you to hit on us. Fuck guys! I just want to dance!" Yet when a group of guys starts dancing with the group of girls, the girls don't push them off or claim to be lesbians.

Whenever we go dancing, it's usually just Jesse and I dancing so it was interesting to see how our dancing group developed. We danced in a tight circle--just like a pack of girls.

I only have one complaint about club dancing. And that is, when the dance floor gets crowded, it is not necessary to elbow, push and jab the people around you. It's crowded. There is no where else I can go so no matter how hard you push me, I still can't move. Don't be a dick.

That is all.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

The Boy Least Likely To

Was the best part of the James Blunt concert Friday night.

Scott won tickets for the show and we were quite excited. It was a birthday present to himself.

As with any concert I attend, I only had a few complaints:

1. The doors opened at 8 pm but James didn't start playing until 10:30. Luckily, both opening acts were awesome. (Especailly TBLLT).

2. It was general admission.

3. We started out on one side of the floor but left because of the annoying woman shouting very loudly in a very annoying voice.

4. We moved to the other side only to encounter "the women who think they can dance but really can't and are really annoying about their 'dancing skills'."

5. The f#$king couple who kept PUSHING me every time I moved--even a little! There wasn't anywhere for me to go so why in hell were they pushing me?! They moved before I could smack them both.

6. James Blunt sounded exactly like his cd. Now, you have to understand something, I actually enjoy live shows in which the artist actually shows off his/her artistic talents by NOT playing their music exactly like how it sounds on their cd. I mean, if I wanted to listen to the cd, I would have just stayed home. But, it was nice to see him and be there.

My favorite part of the night was seeing The Boy Least Likely To. Oh. My. God! They were so fun and energetic on stage and the music is quite lively. Rarely are opening acts as good as or better than the headliner (It could have helped that I was slightly intoxicated, but, I don't know) but TBLLT definitely was.

Monday, January 16, 2006

Subtleties

It's always interesting what we learn when we really pay attention to the small things.

Last Friday, after a fundraising dinner, Jesse, Scott and I wanted to go out. Our friend Arlyn invited us to a new place, Mynt. I wasn't really interested in going. Sitting in bars talking and drinking really isn't my thing. I like to go to clubs and dance and drink or to a place and eat and drink and talk. Jesse only wanted to go because Arlyn said he'd buy him a drink.

When we got there, I stopped outside and said, "I don't want to go. I've changed my mind." I was pushed in the door with the promise that we wouldn't be staying long. However, when we all got in, we all changed our minds and turned around and walked out.

Jesse was visibly annoyed. (He'll tell you that he wasn't but he'd be lying.) I couldn't figure out why until he went back inside. He went to convince his friend Leah that she should come with us dancing. When he came back outside, she was not with him and he was even more annoyed. At first, I thought it was just because of the indecision of the group (me, Scott, Adam and David) then I realized what it really was: He wanted Leah to come and since she didn't, he was disappointed. Realizing this, I became annoyed. He obviously wanted to hang out with her more than us and he sulks when he doesn't get his way. Muy molesto.

fortunately, he cheered up and we went clubbing and had a great time. As I was ordering a drink, this guy came up to me and asked me to buy him one. "Um, no," I said. "I don't even know you." But as he kept talking to me, (causing me to miss the bartender twice) I realized that I had met him before.

Remember Scott's impromptu make-out session on New Year's Eve
? Yup. Same guy.

How bizarre. Oh, and he was quite an ass. (Good thing Scott didn't have time to get his number.) Apparently, I'm no longer "awesome."

After we left the club, Scott drove me home. On the way home, he said he didn't have a great time. I asked him why and he told me the reason he hates going to the club. All this time, he didn't like going for one simple reason and I never knew. He also mentioned that he liked Arlyn. He said that he talked to him while Jesse and I were dancing and really enjoyed his company and would consider going on a date with him.

"Yay!" I thought. If I had been paying more attention, I would have noticed the attraction.
One of my most favorite things to do is people-watch. I can sit somewhere for hours and watch someone or listen to a conversation. It's interesting what you can find out about a person just by paying a little extra attention to them.

The subtleties that we usually would miss can actually mean quite a lot.

UPDATE: There are a few other things about Friday that I have remembered.

1. I ran into my dental hygenist and told him that I would be seeing Dr. Graham next month and how he would be mad at me because I haven't had my wisdom teeth out. He chastised me, of course, and made me promise to get them out as soon as I could.

2. I saw my friends who own Rainbow Mountain Realty and asked them about buying a house. I have no idea what was said or how long I talked with them.

3. We watched the drag show. Jesse does not like Nova Star (the drag queen) and usually hates watching it. We were so intoxicated though that it really didn't matter. Plus, they were having a "fashion show" of hot boys in underwear so that probably helped. I remember talking to Tanner, Jesse's ex, but not what we talked about.

4. Scott, Jesse and I went to the bathroom together. They went in one stall and me another. When I was finished I went into their stall and tried to see Scott's manhood. He was trying to cover it up while he peed. It was too funny.

5. Jesse and I danced for a long time to so many good songs. We were even able to do the dance we made up to "Time After Time!" Also, one time when I left him to go to the restroom, I said, "Stay right here. Don't move okay?" And we kissed. Just a peck but still. Weird.

Monday, January 02, 2006

The night I actually enjoyed the drag show

New Year's Eve 2006 (or is it 2005?). Oh-holy-crap! My best New Year's Eve EVER.

Scott and I started out the evening unsure of what we wanted to do. We decided to go to dinner and decide while we ate. We figured a movie would be nice so we checked the times for, what else, "Brokeback Mountain." We drove over to the ONLY theatre showing it only to find out that it was closed. Closed on New Year's Eve?! Yes, yes it was.

So, we started aimlessly driving around. We talked about going to the Tavernacle-a fun, smoke-free, dueling piano bar when Adam texted us, "Subliminal message: You will come to Sound tonight. End of Subliminal message." You see, he had called both of us earlier to ask what our plans were. When he said we should both come to (Club) Sound with him (and his Boyfriend, David-did you know he has a boyfriend, his name is David.) Scott and I balked. We hate loathe despise Sound. The last time we were there was with Adam and it was probably THE WORST NIGHT EVER!

But, as we were driving around I said, "You know, if was truly smashed, I just might consider going to Sound. Really, it's the only way I could tolerate it." We called Adam, told him to pick us up and headed to the liquor store. It was closed. (It was only 8:30.) We figured that we were just not destined to have a good night.

Instead, we headed to the grocery store to see what we could find there and purchased some cheerleader beer for Scott's benefit. We went back to my house and drank up. We left for the club around 10:30.

Neither of us were expecting much and walked in with strong reservations. Of course, the very first person we ran into was my gay boyfriend from high school. We ordered our drinks and sat down to wait for Adam. While we were drinking, someone ran up to me and yelled my name. Turns out a guy I went to high school with recently came out and was there with some of his gay friends. It was so surreal to see him. But I've added another gay man to my list! Yay!

The highlight of the evening was watching Scott make out with some random guy. Right before midnight, we went to the restroom. As I was waiting for Scott, this guy came out and said to me, "You're awesome! You are just SO awesome!"

"You're awesome too!" I replied.

"I'm so drunk! Can you tell? You're so awesome!" said he.

"Yeah, I can."

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"I'm here with one of my gay boyfriends. There is my one from high school. And here is my one now," I said as Scott walked out.

"That's awesome!" he said, then turned to talk to Scott.

The next thing I knew, they were kissing. I didn't know what else to do but laugh.

And laugh I did.

When they finished kissing, Scott immediately threw up. Another guy started rubbing his head and neck as he threw up in the trash can.

Again, I laughed.

When he was finished, we ran over to the drag show for the countdown to the new year. I've never been impressed with the drag show at Sound but I quite enjoyed the half-naked boys dancing this time.

With my ADD kicking in (and seeing Scott's ex) we went back to the dance floor and danced for the rest of the evening. They played great music (Cher, Britney, AND Kelly!) but we laughed more than we danced. (You see, whenever we go to the club, Jesse, Scott and I make fun of other people dancing by dancing like them. Is it mean? Of course. Do we care? No, not really.)

It really was the most fun I've ever had at the club as well as the best New Year's Eve I've had.

While I may not be able to top that, I decided that night what I'm going to do for next year. I plan on throwing a party. I'll start putting the word out around Thanksgiving and just invite a ton of people.

So, if you're around Utah next year, let me know. I can't promise Scott will make out with you, but I can promise he'll make out with someone. Because he's hot and if you're hot, that's all that matters.

And, we'll watch him and laugh together.