Big black Xs on my hands.

Last night I attended my first club. It should be noted that it took aver two years of being in college before I even did that. To make up for it (not really) I went to The Luxor on karaoke night.

Jacie called me and said that some people were going to The Luxor and asked if I wanted to come. I figured why not, and in actuality I would do quite a number of strange things if Jacie invited me. For about a year I would pass the Luxor as I drove down fourth and I thought it was a strip club. I was mistaken. I don't remember when I learned the truth, but the Luxor is in fact Lubbock's gay bar. My only fear was that I might get hit on, but that really didn't bother me too much because Jacie would be there to act as my reverse beard, and I felt that I could politely decline without too much trouble. Jacie decided that she was going to dress me up, but little did she know how uniform my wardrobe is. I have t-shirts, jeans, shorts, and little else. After much scrounging, she managed to find a polo for me to wear. She also insisted I wear it in a style apparently known as the "frat tuck" where only the frontmost six inches of the shirt are tucked in. I also wore my all white hat which is one of the two summer hats my family made be buy to wear instead of my black one. (the other one is straw.)

Once we arrived at the club we had to show the door girl our IDs and that's where I got the previously mentioned Big Black Xs. Another college first. It was karaoke night which is the real reason Jacie wanted to go. She sang three songs and I sang Meat Loaf's Paradise by the Dashboard Light. Both parts. All eight plus minutes of it. At one point in the evening our entire party (jacie, myself and three others) retreated to the women's restroom to call some guy and invite him to the club as well. Those that knew this guy had thought he was gay until he got in trouble for some sexual harassment stuff with the other girl. We were inviting him so that we could have him be hit on by one of the gay guys there n retaliation. Even after he showed up the plan didn't really happen but there were a few fun moments.

I will say my inner libertarian really enjoyed the experience and the atmosphere. The bar was a place where people could come and be themselves. There were couples holding hands and making out in all the various configurations and nobody even batted an eye. I really enjoyed the sense of freedom the atmosphere created. And it just made me wish people were more accepting in general. It should also be noted that I still think the worst way to accomplish that goal is through government regulation.

As we were leaving we ran into Topher who seemed vary surprised to see me and Jacie there. We got back at around 1:30 and the Big Black s came off with relative ease.

Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light  ¶ 6/07/2007 02:37:00 PM