Escape from Talullah's
Most of the core Carpe Noctum crew are SCUBA diving in Florida, and the rest are mostly Raleigh-based, so I ended up flying solo at Talullah's Masalah Beat Club. Black pants, T-shirt, Doc Martens. Nothing special. Dirty weather, so I was wondering what that would do for the attendance, but shortly after I arrived at 11 the place was packed. LOTS of fun, but it's funnerer with friends.
Same joyful vibe as last time, but around midnight there was a guy who could be Antonio Banderas' brother trying to hump the bejeebus out of my leg. The "What is Love" SNL skit came to mind, and it nearly qualified for a bathroom window exit. I took that as my cue to head home. I have to admit I was a little bit flattered, but well, there I was with two X chromosomes and no visible companions. I could see a few guys poised to step in if needed, but I'm fine on my own. I still had a decent night and I'll be back next month if I can pull a crew together.