Start by taking a large, swirled glass goblet of vodka/Redbull at your neighbors party(did I mention my neighbors are the coolest, sweetest couple of newlywed musicians in the world?). Then kick it into high gear with your girlfriend and her boys-go dancing till you wear the boys out, ditch them and wander the city with a beautiful jewish hottie who isn't afraid to call an asshole an asshole(at the top of her very loud, very jewish lungs in the middle of the sidewalk with everyone staring)when he tries to get away with an anonymous assgrab.

You go girl!

We ended up at Contour afterhours, shaking our booties up on the sidestage, with the vibration of the speakers thrumming through our feet and bodies and booming in our ears. It was too fun, until our coats(with car key) pulled a disappearing act!

Yikes! That would really have sucked, but for the fearless Jessica, who took it to the management when the dick of a DJ dude thought he was too cool to 'fess that he'd just dumped them carelessly on the floor in the back to make room for his equipment.

Girl can really cause a riot when she's stymied by dumbasses. I like that. A lot.

;)

Anyway, we decided it was thumbs down on the Contour scene and shared a hotdog at a streetstand before heading back to the car. A satisfying end to a grand girls nite out.

I fell into bed about 3:30 am and my sore throat's gone this morning, so I think the cure most beneficial. I highly recommend it next time you're under the weather-do go out and shake your booo-tay!