Pictured: Sucking on a questionable lollipop at Berlin; With Dave at North End; With the one and only Foozie at Nitro.
It's funny how printing a naked picture of yourself causes exes to come out of the woodwork... and upon the woodwork, perhaps. It's been an interesting week.
Big hurrah to Mark Corece for bringing a little culture to our gayborhood with his Poetic Hole open mic reading at Pie Hole on Thursdays. I busted out an oldie-but-a-goodie and a new piece I wrote about hooking up in a smoky bar. Write what you know, they always say.
Happy birthday to Jim Flint over at 3160. Seems I have a knack for always showing up a few minutes too late, as I just missed none other than Dennis Rodman. Turns out he used to be quite the regular down at The Baton. Thanks to Tim for sending me the pictures.
I would have had another superstar in the mag this week, namely Lohan-adjacent lesbionic DJ Samantha Ronson. Alas, the staff at Crimson Lounge was horrible to our new photog Alexandra and it turned out they wouldn't let her take pics, even after I called to make sure it was OK. No reason to use up valuable page space to promote their events, thank you.
Pleasure running into my old friend Dave at North End last weekend. He's all happy and boyfriended now. Kudos, I say. Kudos. Hopefully I'll be next...
The freaks were out at night—Tuesday night, to be exact—at Berlin for Milio's Side Show Hair Show. Lollipops were involved. See the picture of Shayna and Dakota on page 33, then look at the picture on the top on this page and do the dirty, dirty math yourself.
Cowboy Eye For the Leather Guy was half OK at Touché. Only half because, due to an unforeseen scheduling error, the makeover portion did not come to pass. Stay tuned in the coming weeks for Part Two: The Makeoverening.
Oh yeah, and Market Days. Go forth and have a blast ( or six ) and make sure to frequent all the wonderful bars advertising in this super-sized issue. Support the night spots who support the Nightspots!