Saturday Night

It's amazing how much straight girls love the queer scene. Taking shots from their crotches, hand cupping the breasts, screaming for more! It's also amazing how easy it is to find an excuse to go out and spend ridiculous amounts of money on the celebration of anything. Said celebration: my friend's moving away party, combined with my friend's birthday party, combined with my friend's trip to Ireland party.

Starting at 5, with it still light outside, a bunch of women and handful of men crammed into the posh overly priced venue known as Asia SF. The yummy and surprising food almost made up for the watered down drinks. Almost.

The real money went into the fabulous show that was before us. Those women danced like nobody's business, and had the body's to do so. Seriously, damn!

Admittedly biased, I must say, our server was the best one out there. If and only if it was for the song she sang. It was "The Pussy Cat Song" by Connie Vannet. This isn't the entire song, but check it out .