Take me out tonight

[muckefuck]

Such an urbane evening--meatloaf dinner at The Holiday Club with niemandsrose followed by girl talk and gelati at the expanded Uncommon Grounds. The latter was kind of an odd experience, really. We entred the corner bar and made a beeline for the comfy leather furniture in corner. (It's not really girl talk unless you're sitting where you can touch the other person's knee at emphatic moments.) Since there were tables nearby with candles and artificial sweetener, we assumed this was a service area. But it turned out to be one curiously devoid of service, at least for the first twenty minutes or so. Fine with us really--we came first and foremost to relax in airconditioned splendor. Then a busboy unexpectedly brought water, prompting a maîtress d' to suddenly notice us for the first time and ask if we were waiting or wanted menus. (Huh? They have a no-cocktail-until-your-party-is-complete rule or something?) At that point, we figured we might as well order some dessert and ended up sampling our first cinnamon ice cream. Yummy!

All in all, a successful manoeuvre in operation Stop Listening to the Goddamn Smiths and Get Out of the Bloody House More Often. Next stop: Sojutinis!

Comments

[snowy-owlet.livejournal.com]

Heh: that places features in the story I'm writing now. Which way did they expand: toward the corner or toward the alley? Did you ever visit me at my apartment on Grace St?

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

Towards the corner. The convo pit we occupied faces onto Clark St.

Yes, I was a party guest at Chez Bedbug at least twice. Don't you remember that was the venue for Musashi, mockery, and sushi?

[snowy-owlet.livejournal.com]

Oh, that was a fun day! Tho El Bedbug complained for months afterward that y'all weren't "respectful" of the movies. Weirdo.

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

We are a bunch of eta rabble without rei, aren't we?

[snowy-owlet.livejournal.com]

OMG A SENSE OF HUMOR! THAT SHOULD NOT BE ALLOWED!

(He had his surgically removed, you know.)