| | Sterling came over and we went dancing tonight. Actually we did several things, dancing included. First we went to the Fox and Goose, where he had a beer and I a club soda, until the band started, and we left because we didn't want to pay the cover. Then we wandered around for half an hour talking, and looking for a bank. Then we drove to the Press Club, but it was waaay too early, so we drove to Headhunters in time to catch the end of their music. The band that was playing was a female R&B group (in that they played hip hop and actual blues), it was sort of like we crashed somebody's wedding reception (since prop 8 passed I guess it would be a civil union...grr), fun but a little voyeuristic. Then we went to the Press Club, where the music was jumpin' and the floor was packed. I love dancing with Sterling (he argues that I find it enjoyable because I introduced him to dancing in the first place, but I think it's that he can't take a compliment). ABBA, Bee Gees, New Order, Daft Punk, Whitney Houston (mixed over this -amazing- smooth house beat, a great dance on your partner song), AC/DC, really who could ask for anything more. Not that it was perfect, I was elbowed a lot, I had a random lady sling her arm around me and sing in my ear (Sterling was impressed I didn't hit her), someone spilled a drink on my butt, and I was kneed once. But really, the awesome -far- outweighed the uncomfortable.
Whoo!
Also, tomorrow, ratties?
posted by Amber at 1:25 AM
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