Sunday, July 31, 2005

Worst Case Of Peer Pressure...Ever

My plan was to take it pretty easy this weekend. No crazy partying because I'm just 2 weeks away from my Tri and I really need to stop poisoning my body and sleeping the weekend away instead of training.

I was pretty tired on Friday, but Nalin was going to a hip hop show at Milk. The main act was Diplo, a hip-hop DJ I have never heard of before (I guess he is known for East-Coast style crunk music). But what I really wanted to check out was Mark Farina as the opening set. I've heard Mark Farina spin house a few times but he was opening with a down-tempo hip-hop set and that sounded...intriguing. I also wanted to hang out with Nalin so we went to go check out Milk with Gautam.

Milk is a hip-hop club/lounge in the Haight. It has a pretty fun hip-hop Thursday night scene, but there are 3 things I always remember about Milk:
1. It can get really crowded
2. It's hot as balls in there (refer #1)
3. It's normally a total sausage fest

Friday was no exception. Even more so, it was EXTRA crowded, EXTRA hot and EXTRA sausagy. Trying to get onto the dance floor was like walking through a crowded sauna of sweaty guys. I'm too old for that crap.

After Mark Farina finished and I heard Diplo spin a couple tracks (not a huge fan) I was done with this hot-box. I ended up leaving Milk by myself at about 11:40.

I jump in a cab and I tell him to bring me home. This was our conversation:

Cabbie: Where to?
Will : --my address-- please
Cabbie: Going home already?
Will : Yeah, it's too hot in that place..I'm done.
Cabbie: Shit man, so you are going home by yourself and it's not even midnight? That's lame. *mild laughter*
Will : *pause* (thinking) - is this guy trash talking me?
Will : Well, yeah, I guess I'm tired.
Cabbie: You should go out! You want me to drop you off at an Asian party? There is one going on at Rouge right now.
Will :, no more asian parties for me.

The cab driver (who is a young'ish Vietnamese guy) goes on to tell me how he was partying at Rouge the other weekend and he throws in a couple of more jabs at me about going home so early.

Will : OK, fuck it, drop me off at Blur at Polk and Post, I'm going to go get a drink you ass.

And there my friends, is the true story of a how a cab driver I have never met before peer pressured me into continuing to go out on a Friday night in SF. This is my life..I am weak.

I get into Blur (1121 Polk Street @ Post) at about 11:50 and have a drink and talk with Amy (a bartender we know) for a while. Nothing too crazy, just catching up with her a bit. I guess I hang out there for about an hour before I need a change of scenery.

I leave Blur and I should really go home and sleep. But I'm a little buzzed so I go around the corner and check out Element Lounge. And what do you's an Asian party. It's pretty busy out on the street and even though it is about 12:50 they are still charging cover. Luckily, there is some kind of commotion going on in the lobby so while people are distracted, I just sneak in.

That is honestly one of the beautiful things about hanging out with yourself. It feels incredibly free and liberating to go wherever you want, try and do whatever you want, and not worry about if everyone else is into it.

I make my way to the bar and just start some solo-sippin...

I bumped into my friend Gina who I haven't seen in a while and we just shoot the shit and share some war stories. Long story short, next thing I know they are turning on the lights and telling us to leave. Jesus. What was suppose to be a short quick night turned into another 2:30 am homecoming. When I leave Element, I'm still a little buzzed and I half contemplate checking out Diva's down the street. Wow..would that have made a real story to blog about. Good thing that Cabbie wasn't there to talk me into it....


At 12:51 AM, August 10, 2005, Anonymous Steve said...

Hey Willy,

I put you and a couple of buddies on the Divas guest list for the Thursday night Divas Darlings Show.

At 5:52 PM, August 10, 2005, Blogger whatupwilly said...

Thanks Steve...I might have to take you up on that invite since you got me on guestlist and all.


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