|We look like the principal characters on a BET sitcom|
|I sweated through my shirt... It was that popping|
There was a a dance pole in the corner. We never got that far into the joint to take a spin on it, but there were a bunch of other people who lived out their stripper fantasies. I there was an unspoken consensus in our crew that we were "too old for that."
|My boy feels right at home...|
|I think this will be my new motto.|
Day two. With a few hours to kill before a party at my best friend's house, a day bar crawl was suggested. I already wrote about that, though I must confess that I was unable to finish the play-by-play due to severe inebriation. Allow me to complete the deed. The neon light slogan was inside the Town Hall Pub. It was a dimly lit spot with a long, wood L-shaped bar. Behind the bar, photo booth photos plastered all the available wall space.
|DS Tequila Co., Fiesta Bowls|
|Valois! If you don't know, find out.|
|Better skyline than NYC.|
All in all, a great trip. I forgot how much I love living in a city. Makes me think about making a change...