Thursday, May 20, 2004

My friend Tracy invited me to go to '80s dance night at a nearby club last night. Not so near that I didn't have to take the bus, mind you. Unfortunately, when I got there, it turned out that the club had discontinued '80s night three weeks earlier, but hadn't updated their listing. Dangit. The crowd who turned out were more the pool-cues-and-pickups crowd.

Of course, I had dressed up more than anyone else did (of the few people who showed up.) Enduring the stares of fellow bus-riders and 7-11 shoppers (not to mention the bar patrons) made me feel as though I really were back in the '80s!

We "snuck" into the section of the bar where there should have been Flock of Seagulls/White Rain Hairspray action and forlornly drank our drinks, until an employee kicked us out. He also refused to put on any '80s music, even though Tracy said "please."

So we sulkily sat in the lobby and groused, then drank, talked about relationships, and took some photos.



Please note that my shirt states "Reagan Hates Me" and has a cutout of an anarchy symbol on the back. That is a genuine article, folks.

I put a new movie on the movie page of my main site. I will likely have more photos, but no time to rename/post them now!

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

Rev. Noyes here,

I cannot BELIEVE a bar actually told a couple of fun, attractive and reasonably sober women to leave. Honestly, that's the LAMEST thing I've heard in a long time. The bar is stupid and you should never go back. What, it's the only one in Michigan? Jerkasses!!!!

liz said...

They didn't tell us to leave the bar entirely, just the closed "dance" area. Which wasn't that huge a surprise, since it was mostly dark when we went in it.

Anonymous said...

All I can think of is that place that played Bon Jovi when we asked for '80s! Gaaahhh!

liz said...

At least they weren't cold as ice, willing to sacrifice-- your love...

liz said...

Wait a minute--wasn't that "we" as in... you and me?! Where the heck was that, anyway?

I can't believe we've now known each other long enough for me to start forgetting stuff.

Anonymous said...

Uh . . . we were in . . . some kinda chamber.

argotnaut said...

Oops . . . I'm not anonymous!

liz said...

Now that I think of it, wasn't that the might we went to Grand Rapids, when you came to visit me in Holland, MI? You know, when we ate those deep-fried acetone-flavored cheese balls at that Mexican place...?

argotnaut said...

No, this was near the Garbage Porch House. We had margaritas at a Mexican restaurant first. It was 1999, because we were talking about the predictions of doom for New Year's Eve!

liz said...

Oh-ho! It had to have been Rick's, then...which was a basement-y kind of arrangement. Now it's all becoming clear to me. Unless I'm hallucinating it.

argotnaut said...

Yes, basement!

I think the problem is that it was a little fuzzy to you in the first place, as I recall.

Now, must work on final project that's due tomorrow that I haven't started yet . . .