ILGRA were having one of their benefits at Bobby Love's and I just happened to walk in. I say "walked" in but it was a push and a shove. Bobby Love just has to get a bigger bar. It was so packed I think I may have got pregnant just pushing my way through to buy a drink. It was a riot. Honey Dew was on stage doing a song that must have been written for her. I have no idea what it was, but I can't imagine anyone else ever doing it. A drag show at Bobby's is unlike a drag show anywhere else. It's a jaw-dropper …
After Bobby's I dived into Charlie's for my weekly fix of country music, a secret passion of mine. I say "secret" because I'm more the punk rock (I mean real punk, Crass etc.) and Goth type. However, I love to watch the cowboys dancing at Charlie's, and as much as it screws up my image, Garth Brooks is a fucking genius, and so is Dolly Parton. Although, they never play Jimmie Dale Gilmore at Charlie's!! Maybe he's not country enough.
Don't forget Charlie's Flash Thursdays with DJs Alex and Prieto. That's well worth a visit.
The True Colors party at Temptations was COLORFUL. I've never seen so many glow sticks, neon wigs, feather boas, and bodies/faces painted in all my life. It looked like a Glow-In-The-Dark store had exploded. The party was hosted by Color Pump Tattoo and the joint was hopping. A lot of hot babes there … that's babes of both sexes. Go visit Temptations' Web site at TemptationsNightclub.com
Another CHIX MIX party.
SEX: Uncensored, Friday, Oct. 18, 9 p.m.-4 a.m. at Circuit. $10 cover. Hot babes from Crazy Horse, Admiral and my own personal Dream Girl, Cameron. (Who, incidentally, has the body I should have had. Before I was born I was standing in the wrong gender line. A major Sukie fuck-up there. If you see Cameron around, tell that bitch I want my body back.)
In the ad for Cocktail it says "Alcohol Kills Germs" … Oh I'll go along with that. And to the little queen who came up to me last week, pointed to the Cocktail ad in Nightspots and said, "Sukie, is that your ass in the picture?" … YOU NEED THERAPY … ELECTRO-CONVULSIVE THERAPY. If my ass looked like that, I'd be hanging around on Cornelia and Halsted holding up a FOR SALE sign. However, if you want the best go-go boys on the strip, go visit Cocktail for SPANK Fridays. Hi Foozie!
And wherever you go on Saturday nights you have to end up at Jackhammer … everybody else does!! Why? Because they've got the adorable DJ Kevin Bernal and the Chicago Beef dancers. And yes, the rumor about me and that Bulgarian Chicago Beef guy is true, and no, I'm not e-mailing you the photograph to prove it. What can I say, I was hungry. A girl's gotta eat sometime.
Drop into the world-famous Neo on Thursday nights for Planet Earth and ask Dave Awl about his new book What the Sea Means: Poems, Stories & Monologues 1987-2002. Dance to New Wave, Punk and Ska. Does anyone out there remember this T-shirt from the '60s? … "When The Revolution Comes, Those Who Refuse To Dance Will Be Shot." Well, they won't shoot you at Neo, but dancing is definitely encouraged.