Last night I went to a DC goth club with an old friend and had a pretty good time! We pretty much sat at the bar and talked while I got really drunk and kissed her hand at one point and made the occasional slurred attempt to not-quite-seriously-but-still hit on her -- which she deftly parried; touche, mes ami! -- but I'm sober now and it's all good, I think. Silly drunken Wes! It's not totally my fault, though -- she was hot on that dance floor! The enthusiasm about the candy dish was adorable, too. Also, she kinda saved the night, because if she hadn't written down the address to the place we would've looked for it all night or eventually gone somewhere else. Seriously -- I showed up to the area early to see if I could find the place and wandered unsuccessfully for about 45 mins! Good looking out there, Sheriff. 😉

So as far as the topic goes -- normally I mention the names of these clubs I visit, but I'm leaving this one out to keep the place's regulars from finding the blog and getting upset about my ragging on their club. Because really, I liked the place and could see going back, but it really wasn't as gothy as the scene I'm used to. I mean c'mon, they played Madonna! And as much as I like Madonna, "Die Another Day" should never be heard at a goth club unless it's an uber-gothic remix of the song, which this wasn't. And while I liked that they were playing Evil Dead on the televisions, that's not quite appropriate for goth fare either -- Labyrinth or one of the Hellraiser films or Edward Scissorhands would've been much better. Man, listen to me! The Goth Club Critic.

And not a single person got a public flogging!

Oh, and to make up for the goofy hand-kissing and whatnot, I did one of the coolest things I've ever done. This guy came up to me and complimented me on the ankh -- someone at the goth clubs always compliments the royal six-incher -- and towards the end of our convo, I mentioned SC. Then I reached into the nearby candy dish, pulled out a candy bar, tore it open, shoved the thing in my mouth, wrote the URL on the wrapper, and gave it to him! BADASS!

C'mon, tell me that's not cool as shit. And so me, too! 😀