Feb 18-21 - Presidents Weekend, and more presidential every day

I've been lazy, yes me. I actually skipped a weekend of writing when I was actually in town and having fun. It was kinda ordinary fun, hanging out on Friday, out with The Jimmy and the boys at Splash and then hanging on Saturday night, at the Love Ball at the Roxy, (party never really took off but was fun nonetheless) with Pais, the Jimmy and Stephen K. We enjoyed ourselves and made it back nice and easy. A nice dinner in the remnants of the snow over at the barbecue joint in Red hook and a quiet evening at home.

The week was long, and kinda quiet. Work during the day, TV and cartoons at night and a few visits to the gym. Made sure to get plenty of sleep and save some energy for the final part of the week, the three day official weekend and with an extra vctn day on the end. A nice 4 day weekend followed by a three work week. Sounds like a plan.

Friday, left work and made it home before 9. Chowed down on the Pepper Steak dinner from Uncle Liao's on fifth avenue. A check of the voicemail on the cell and I found I had received a call from Reggie the week before so I returned the call. Reggie was staying in and I was heading out. We said our see ya soons and I finished with the haircut and the outfit change and made my way down the street. The train ride was right on time after the hurry down the hill and we took the N one stop to 9th Street. There we waited for the F while reading a book just below the station level, out of the wind and the cold. The F came soon enough and despite the homeless on the train and lack of heat I read my book and made it to 14th St easy enough. I came out the station and got myself a Snapple H20 before making my way into the cold and up the street to 17th. After the chilly walk, the way into the club was held open by the doorman and I was welcomed in by the cashier. After coat check I headed back upstairs before remembering where my bartender had been moved to. At just that moment my cell rang and I answered. Pais was calling me from Quebec city and letting me know what was doing north of the border. He had timed the call just right and we said our hellos and how dos and I let Pais get some sleep as I then headed downstairs to the bar and barman Brett. The music for the evening, while it was all over the place, was mostly vocal and energetic and the crowd seemed to enjoy and the night progressed as usual. John and Andre made an appearance and hung out downstairs with the various patrons that hung out with barman Brett, as well as David and several other friends. Though no where near as much traffic and busy ness as we were used to upstairs the crowd settled down and laid into some drinks anyway. I danced upstairs on the box to the usual suspects of "Lola's Theme" and "How Would You Feel" as well as "Appreciate Me" (Peter's unreleased mix). I went up and asked the light boy who the DJ of the evening was. I was told DJ Joe D'espinosa was on the wheels at Splash this eve and keeping the boys dancing and having much fun. I had my final drink at 4am and stayed until 4:30. Bidding good night to barman Brett and friends and heading outside into the cold to flag down a taxi. I waited for the passenger to finish getting out of the cab (what a late arrival) and then got in to catch a ride home. Popped the headphones into my ears and the trip was on. The description to the driver was sufficient and I appeared back in BK most quickly. First day of the weekend was under wraps and we still had some days to go. All good.

Saturday I awoke to watching cartoons and Shrek 2 on DVD. The afternoon passed slowly with just a short nap near the end. The dinner of chicken parmesan was kinda stale and left me with a desire to eat out. I made a quick run over to the Wendy's but my diminished appetite left me eating just a junior bacon and a small chili. Afterwards I journeyed back home, cleaned up and choose the outfit. Having no usual suspects to entry into the city with I was feeling a little down. I watched a little of Scary Movie 3 before leaving the house to cheer me up. The part with Queen Latifah left me in stitches and in a very good frame of mind before I stepped out. Instead of the train again and the long walk from the train after switching subways, I walked down to the car service and waited for an available car. Since it was Saturday they were kind of busy so I stood by patiently and read a book while I waited. The car finally arrived and I listened to my ipod while I rode into the city. The driver had his moments but I was safely seatbelted. I arrived around the block and made my way up to the front entrance.

Thomas was waiting at the velvet rope in front of Roxy with a friend from london. He told me to wait with him instead of getting on the line, which was starting to get longer as we waited for doorman Derek to return. Soon enough, he was back and we were waved inside. I held the door while the boy from London showed ID. We made it inside and up the cash registers and inside after a short wait. I waited for them at first but once I went over to the bar to get a drink I had lost them so I decided to go and start off the drinking. I said hi to barman Barker and said hello to Bob H and a few others near the door. Then Duane arrived with his friends from NJ and we got a few drinks and hung out some. I remet with Tom and left him and his friend to go dance on the speaker in the asian section. "Set Yourself Free" was playing over the system and the routine pulled the boy from London up onto the speaker as well. I went down to get myself a drink and rejoined Duane and the boys. We all wandered onto the floor and waited for the just arrived DJ Rauhofer to show us something interesting. But interesting was not the word for it as right as the next song was beginning the music shut off and everyone looked around at each other. For one brief 5 second spell the actual roller disco lights shut on the place was as bright as day. Thankfully they were shut back off again and we stood there waiting for what was gonna happen next. A few boys asked me if this happened all of the time but of course I told them no. Then the announcement came over the speakers that Peter was gone for the evening but we did have DJ Merritt. (the previous weeks flyers did say DJ Merritt but the web site and the mailing from Beto stated that the DJ for the eve was Peter Rauhofer.) The beats started up shortly after and the song moved into familiar territory with an all new harder edged and high speed version of "You Ain't That Good" by Sheila Brody. Yes we had in fact been treated bad but Merritt made sure that the energy level came from below the floor and then took us up onto the stage and speaker and then way up into the lights as the party went to a whole other level. I danced well into the night and part way into the morning as the music took it there and stayed well balanced with some Star 69 Hits such as "Show It" by Friburn and Urik. I stayed until 5:30, said goodnight to the boys still in attendance and wished them well, said an inebriated good night to barman Barker and headed out into the night. I was able to get a taxi even at that late hour surprisingly easy but found I had been given a break by the driver who had just had some kids try to get a ride over to NJ but without any money. He sounded kind of upset so I just agreed, said yes, and a few that's right's as we made our way back over to Bklyn and quiet streets of my neighborhood. The bed came up to meet me and I went out like a light.

Sunday morning was missed as I awoke at 12:30pm and hung out watching Dodgeball on DVD and some cartoons in the afternoon. I had an apple and some leftovers and spoke to Pais at different points in the afternoon. Finally the door opened and Pais made his entrance. We hung out watching the All Star Game in Denver. Pais still had not fully recovered from his trip back into the US so he decided to stay in while I was going to go and attend the Sunday Party at Avalon. I waited until it was late enough and then I headed out into the night and down the street to the car service once again. This time the wait was much shorter and despite the light snowfall and the slippery streets the car for the evening was able to get me into the city without too much trouble. The trip was slower than usual and sliding through intersections did not help much and the emergency vehicles and police cars in a rush were small impediments but I was able to arrive at 6th ave and 19th street and step onto the block with the energy to make it up to the next block and past the door crowd. Some of crowd appeared to be on their way out but i just chalked it up to confused youth. Anyway I paid my fee and stepped into the club. I had to wait forever once again for the coatcheck and missed a few great songs but DJ Steve Travolta made sure that the energy did not drop and I made my way across second floor, past the DJ booth and downstairs. On my way downstairs I passed two boys engaging in oral pleasuring on the stairwell. The security guy downstairs was not too interested and I was more interested in getting a drink so I headed over to the front bar and picked me up a nice drink. I said hello to Bob H and the crowd downstairs as I danced upstairs and back down again . Pretty soon after I said hello to Andre and John and into my next drink and after finding 5 dollars over at the bar I recognized the oncoming strains of "Pass the Dutch" by Missy coming next. I made my way up to the stage but ended up dancing behind the high and the restless on the stage. I still managed to get a little sweated and made my way down off of the stage. As soon as I stepped down I ran into Dwayne (from my roller skating days) and we made our way towards the back bar and danced with the boys in the middle of the crowd as we got another drink and some water. The back bar was a little too fast and furious and downright hot, so I headed back to the mainfloor and made my way upstairs. I saw the DJ booth and the DJ having fun with the mixing. I also saw David Morales who appeared to be the reason we had heard the newest mix of Mariah Carey and "It's Like That". The mix was good but over the course of the evening we heard it 2 1/2 times over the course of the 4 hours I was there. Andre confirmed that yes that was in fact David in the booth and the party continued on. I later found myself back at the back bar and pole dancing once again. The workouts paid off and I did some athletic tricks on the pole before heading back to the dancefloor and put on a show on the stage. I was once again happy that we were able to enjoy a holiday weekend and hang out in Avalon. The wait for the coat check was annoying but not as bad as last time and I was able to get out of the place and onto the street soon enough. The snowfall was annoying but also meant I knew I was going to have a hard time getting a car. I decided to walk down to 14th street and get a train ride home. I ended up passing my stop on the N train and ending up someplace deep into BK but was able to walk over to the other side and head back uptown and towards home. I was able to get back to my stop fairly quickly and make my way up the hill and into the house. I opened the door downstairs and made my way up and into the building to the apartment and then shed my wrap and accessories and made my way to the sleeping place.

Thank goodness for the days of resting up and awaiting the evening. Despite losing and finding my ATM card and having to journey up the block for a good sandwich I ended up watching various cartoons once again and after Pais returned home we watched Scary Movie 3 and then later when he had turned in I watched Agent Cody Banks on On Demand. The next day I watched Johnson Family Vacation and Clockwork Orange. Then some episodes of Angel and Charmed to bring on the night.

I am beginning to truly latch onto the importance of days and nights of rest. Looking forward to hanging with the guys and boys once again next weekend. Just bring me more friends and family and we will enjoy the days and nights together. If I can have all of the fun I have had mostly alone with a few guest appearances imagine what I fun I will be able to discover and have when the full squad is back together and then some. Well here's to good friends. The night will be kinda special. But guess what its even more fun then even Lowenbrau can make it. I have a few different drinks on the menu ahead. We'll have at 'em soon enough.