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last night was seriously so much fun that if i tried to explain it coherently, my head would explode. but, for your sakes, i shall try anyways.
I GOT TO SEE KENNY. he finally made it down here, despite getting quite lost in the process. i missed that boy so hardcore.
so we get to southern nights and meet up with jarrod and zen, two of kenny's myspace friends (random tangent: why can't i ever meet cool people on myspace? the guys i've met include a fat kid, creepy gamer guy, and a dancer from metro.. ugh) and they were cool. we didn't talk to jarrod much, but zen is super-awesome.
so we chilled out and waited for the drag show to start-- that was what i was looking forward to the most. drag shows amuse the hell out of me, and drag queens are just cool. kenny and i danced a bit before the show started, and bri got this really cool picture of the one time that kenny and i were actually dancing close together. it looks pretty good. bri wouldn't dance, but that's okay.
there were three dancers dancing on boxes around the dance floor. the one up on the stage area was actually GOOD at dancing, and he looked good, except for his face and when he did this thing where he pulled his pants down off his ass and shook it for the gay men watching. i didn't dig that much at all. the other two were just kind of gyrating there with their underwear pulled down as far as they could decently get away with. not attractive at all.
so finally the show starts, and one queen comes out to host. the rest of the show is the dancers from before, because apparently its "Boyz on Bumby" night. i was quite disappointed. the black guy who danced for us was quite impressive though.. not only could he dance well, but as kenny found out from up-close personal experience, this dude was hung. as kenny put it, it was like getting a baseball bat to the face.
kenny and all of us had been sitting on one of the boxes for a better view, and he had turned his head to talk to bri when the black guy came over. since kenny wasn't paying attention, the guy reached out and turned kenny's head to face his crotch and i about died laughing. poor kenny. i leaned back any time the dancers came near me because i definitely didn't want a face full of penis, but that didn't stop the one white guy from pretty much exposing himself in my face (his hand was the only thing between my face and his penis.. x_X) and then the little cirque du soleil boy also came over and gyrated in my face. kind of awkward..
we suspect that the black guy had developed a sudden fondness for kenny, because he kept coming back to dance for us. later on, we got a picture of the two together.
once the show was over, we chilled for a little while, talking with zen and then we all hit the denny's afterwards. i think its becoming a cultural phenomenon to go to denny's at four in the morning after the night's main entertainment is over because my friends and i used to do that after riggsy's all the freaking time. it was a lot of fun.
kenny and i made it back to my apartment around five or so, and he kipped out on the couch in the living room, 'cause he snores like papa bear, and we slept till around one. i went to run an errand for brian and by the time i got back kenny was gone. i was kind of sad about that, but he left me a note, so its okay. ^^
i seriously had an all-out blast last night.
now that you've heard what happened last night, i shall treat you to my thoughts on the evening.
a) kenny and bri and zen kick ass.
b) i could never be a stripper, unless i could be one of those high-dollar strippers who you couldn't touch unless i truly favored you. there's no way i could be nice to the old ugly men. ever. or women for that matter.
c) as inordinately fond as i am of the penis, dong-dancers do absolutely nothing for me. i'm kind of weirded out by boys in tiny underwear shaking their moneymakers at me. its gross and not attractive at all.
d) men who dance should dance in a dominant way. when i see guys at a gay club dancing like their on the receiving end, it just turns me off, right there.
e) along with that thought.. i am a sucker for boys with pretty eyes. but there is a line between boys with pretty eyes who are sexy, and boys who make their eyes pretty so that they can appear sexy to other boys. boys with girl eyes weird me out. i could never be attracted to that. their eyes are all wide open and looking up like a girl's eyes should be instead of that sexy half-closed lustful male kind of way that i much prefer.
f) i would like to go to a straight club one day. i've never been to one before. i kind of don't like dressing real nice to go to a gay club because i feel so incredibly underappreciated. but i also don't know if i could dance at a straight club.
g) i'm very self-concious about my dancing.. the only people i've really danced with are kenny and his friends. brian and alex have already made fun of my dancing once, even though i wasn't seriously dancing, i'm still really nervous about it and don't think that i could dance with brian just because i'd be so embarrassed. and he didn't help any today when we were talking about it 'cause he said he'd just go find someone else to dance with and leave me to dance with the ugly men who wouldn't mind. obviously he was joking, but still, i was trying to be serious when i mentioned it.
i think that was everything. a good night, all told. pictures will be forthcoming when kenny gets back to tampa and e-mails them to me. ^_^
shaneko.
I GOT TO SEE KENNY. he finally made it down here, despite getting quite lost in the process. i missed that boy so hardcore.
so we get to southern nights and meet up with jarrod and zen, two of kenny's myspace friends (random tangent: why can't i ever meet cool people on myspace? the guys i've met include a fat kid, creepy gamer guy, and a dancer from metro.. ugh) and they were cool. we didn't talk to jarrod much, but zen is super-awesome.
so we chilled out and waited for the drag show to start-- that was what i was looking forward to the most. drag shows amuse the hell out of me, and drag queens are just cool. kenny and i danced a bit before the show started, and bri got this really cool picture of the one time that kenny and i were actually dancing close together. it looks pretty good. bri wouldn't dance, but that's okay.
there were three dancers dancing on boxes around the dance floor. the one up on the stage area was actually GOOD at dancing, and he looked good, except for his face and when he did this thing where he pulled his pants down off his ass and shook it for the gay men watching. i didn't dig that much at all. the other two were just kind of gyrating there with their underwear pulled down as far as they could decently get away with. not attractive at all.
so finally the show starts, and one queen comes out to host. the rest of the show is the dancers from before, because apparently its "Boyz on Bumby" night. i was quite disappointed. the black guy who danced for us was quite impressive though.. not only could he dance well, but as kenny found out from up-close personal experience, this dude was hung. as kenny put it, it was like getting a baseball bat to the face.
kenny and all of us had been sitting on one of the boxes for a better view, and he had turned his head to talk to bri when the black guy came over. since kenny wasn't paying attention, the guy reached out and turned kenny's head to face his crotch and i about died laughing. poor kenny. i leaned back any time the dancers came near me because i definitely didn't want a face full of penis, but that didn't stop the one white guy from pretty much exposing himself in my face (his hand was the only thing between my face and his penis.. x_X) and then the little cirque du soleil boy also came over and gyrated in my face. kind of awkward..
we suspect that the black guy had developed a sudden fondness for kenny, because he kept coming back to dance for us. later on, we got a picture of the two together.
once the show was over, we chilled for a little while, talking with zen and then we all hit the denny's afterwards. i think its becoming a cultural phenomenon to go to denny's at four in the morning after the night's main entertainment is over because my friends and i used to do that after riggsy's all the freaking time. it was a lot of fun.
kenny and i made it back to my apartment around five or so, and he kipped out on the couch in the living room, 'cause he snores like papa bear, and we slept till around one. i went to run an errand for brian and by the time i got back kenny was gone. i was kind of sad about that, but he left me a note, so its okay. ^^
i seriously had an all-out blast last night.
now that you've heard what happened last night, i shall treat you to my thoughts on the evening.
a) kenny and bri and zen kick ass.
b) i could never be a stripper, unless i could be one of those high-dollar strippers who you couldn't touch unless i truly favored you. there's no way i could be nice to the old ugly men. ever. or women for that matter.
c) as inordinately fond as i am of the penis, dong-dancers do absolutely nothing for me. i'm kind of weirded out by boys in tiny underwear shaking their moneymakers at me. its gross and not attractive at all.
d) men who dance should dance in a dominant way. when i see guys at a gay club dancing like their on the receiving end, it just turns me off, right there.
e) along with that thought.. i am a sucker for boys with pretty eyes. but there is a line between boys with pretty eyes who are sexy, and boys who make their eyes pretty so that they can appear sexy to other boys. boys with girl eyes weird me out. i could never be attracted to that. their eyes are all wide open and looking up like a girl's eyes should be instead of that sexy half-closed lustful male kind of way that i much prefer.
f) i would like to go to a straight club one day. i've never been to one before. i kind of don't like dressing real nice to go to a gay club because i feel so incredibly underappreciated. but i also don't know if i could dance at a straight club.
g) i'm very self-concious about my dancing.. the only people i've really danced with are kenny and his friends. brian and alex have already made fun of my dancing once, even though i wasn't seriously dancing, i'm still really nervous about it and don't think that i could dance with brian just because i'd be so embarrassed. and he didn't help any today when we were talking about it 'cause he said he'd just go find someone else to dance with and leave me to dance with the ugly men who wouldn't mind. obviously he was joking, but still, i was trying to be serious when i mentioned it.
i think that was everything. a good night, all told. pictures will be forthcoming when kenny gets back to tampa and e-mails them to me. ^_^
shaneko.