Okay, we are so tired of not writing. Are you tired of not reading? Did you not just die while reading Nick Merollo’s letter to the city’s attorney assigned to his case?! Girlfriend sent that to her, the case’s judge AND some major news outlets. Not that they’ll probably bother with it, Providence politics involving club owners, certain patrons, and the Providence legal system can be tricky — and you’re likely to have stepped on toes without even knowing it (god knows we have…).

So (for now) let’s keep things light! For the past couple weeks, while you bitches are hard at work at your normal jobs, slaving away, while we’re not busy making sure GLO Bar doesn’t go ass-up, we’ve been out partying in the city! And not silly, light partying — we do dirty, crazy partying… actually it’s probably not what you’d think. Last week, Jenny Bomb Dome accompanied us to Therapy where around 6am, Jenny remarked at how funny it might be if we coned off Therapy’s dance floor, rendering it a caution area. So without much forethought, we sent our friend (and GLO Bar DJ) DJ Vasco down to Jenny’s car to fetch the cones that she routinely steals from roadsides and construction sites throughout Providence. Was it the most perfect plan? No! But really, who engages in behavior like that?

Balloons has also been a regular stop for us, especially now that we know it’s open on Wednesday nights. Often times we see our GLO Bar bartender Anita there, where she leads us from Balloons out to her car in the parking lot for a Corona out of the 24-pack stashed in her back seat. Love us some Anita.

We’ve also been having tons of fun with Ada lately. Last weekend we had a date Saturday night to go out and cause trouble downtown. When she couldn’t work us in the door at Mirabar at 1am because they were at capacity (which we think is more of a rough estimate than an actual number), we grabbed someone’s arm to look at their wristband color, and promptly headed to another bar to seek out the appropriate color — and so easily walked in Mirabar’s first floor door.

We still even go to Trannymania at Dark Lady on Wednesdays, which has found itself some interesting new faces. For example, the Skeletor-look-a-like cross-dresser can be found in hot pink fishnet stockings (we shit you not) hauling some ROUGH-looking men back to her RV parked in the parking lot. And Alejandra, the bitch who can’t seem to speak english and always performs songs that are sung only in Spanish — the numbers and outfits are still good though (although her outfits always seem to consist of one single piece of fabric). However, the more you see someone around in Providence, the more you eventually learn about them (whether they speak english or not) — so it was just a matter of time before we spotted her trucking it into CBC after her number at Dark Lady was done. Well, at least she brought it indoors…

1. forgot to send out subpoenas.
2. forgot to disclose witness list to defense.
3. forgot to uphold laws of how to avoid gay scandal!

Does this sound like your case? CALL ME NOW! (Miss Cleo… no idea? click hea

UPDATE: We were high and smoking weed with Ada when we wrote this (just look at the timestamp…). We do make an effort NOT to post while fucked up, but upon reinspecting this post for quality the next day, we decided to keep it! Who could edit out a Miss Cleo reference anyway?!

Divine Lee miss gay ri 2009 has been kicked out of House of Lee-Sei by Aunty Anita again .It’s FINAL.

Disappointed with role as miss gay ri…She promised me when I helped her running last year that she will do many things for the community. However, she FAILED.

Besides— too many trannie mess issues……I HAVE DELETE HER FROM MY WORLD. Divine , I wish you …Inner Peace…may you get your SHIT TOGETHER ONE DAY

wishing all of you well …this is the last time I will be posting

with respects
Aunty anita

Ha! Bitch pulls no punches! Maybe we can have this letter read aloud at the Triple Crown Pageant this year as Divine passes her crown along… like, as she’s doing it.

We love us some Aunty Anita!

“tranimosity” — the innate bitchiness that ensues when two trannies meet face-to-face in the club, or anywhere else really.

Our very own Chris Harris and our very own Paul DelVecchio at Providence’s Lot 401 on Wednesday night. We’d care way more if there was a gay kiss involved.

No wait… we’d care the same as before.

Speaking of Gallery bartenders, which Galley bartender has been printing out various Bitchidence.com posts and comments and showing them to Bob Thibault (it’s more of a safety measure, we’re sure — Bob’s sight could be further damaged by harsh LCD screen light) so that Bob can have his attorney sue us for whatever it is he doesn’t like?

Thanks Bitch Button, and hi Bob!

No, someone like Peter Rauhofer didn’t get all pissed off and manage to finally knock us offline for a few days… as fun of a story as that would be. No, it’s much more boring than that — we forgot to pay our web host bill and they suspended the account without the courtesy of an email. Or maybe they did send an email, we don’t know — we’re simply terrified of Windows Vista’s Mail program and prefer to stay away from it.

Anyhow, things haven’t exactly been boring in downtown Providence — they’ve been downright out of control! For example, Ultra got shut down last night for hosting an all-ages night, then allowing up to twenty kids under the age of 18 to get drunk, meanwhile an undercover cop managed to get beat up, AND someone who was denied entry into the tinderbox picked up a velvet rope stanchion (yes, that’s really what it’s called), threw it into a passing car — at which point the car’s passengers got out an beat the crazy’s ass in front of the club. Ummmm… if that doesn’t shut down a club in one night, we don’t know what it takes! It actually highlights to us just how safe the gay clubs in downtown Providence really are… well, most of the time. If you don’t count the roofie-ing and crotch grabbing.

So, since the old Recess Pub is still closed, and the recent effort to re-open Elements got canned, and the Black Rep closed last month, Wheels is still under construction (along with the new Dark Lady, which keeps suffering miniscule code violations), and now Ultra is all kinds of fucked-up — and the people who went to Ultra definitely won’t be allowed into Colosseum — it feels like downtown’s nightlife has never been so much in flux.

Bitchidence.com congratulates Mr. Gordon Fox for bringing the gay to our state government hardcore as RI’s new Speaker of the House! What does that mean for gays? Well probably not a ton, Gordon’s not really a gay activist, just an openly gay government official — which in itself is surely a form of activism. Anyhow, we’ve had drinks with Mr. Fox more than once and can say for certain that if nothing else, the House is about to get a lot more… fabulous! CLICK HERE for Projo’s story.

Good luck bitch!

Aside from a couple (ok, maybe a few) dirty camera-phone pictures, we really can’t see any good coming from allowing yourself to be photographed (or filmed) naked and having sex, and not making it your full time job. Like, if you’re a porn star and earn a living from it, then showing up on a computer screen in your hometown is obviously not that big of a deal. But why do it once and then forget about it until you need money again?

Maybe Mirabar just doesn’t pay that well! CLICK HERE.

Poor Nick Merollo!

First he’s involved in some… unpleasantness… a few months ago at State, then things continue to go awry when he lands a bar shift during our W*RK Friday nights at Glo Bar. Wait, what’s wrong with that? Oh yeah, Nick also bartends at the Gallery, and when owner Bob Thibault found out that Nick was working with us one night a week, Bob canned him!

Cold!

Apparently Bob’s not as far gone as we thought if he can still put two and two together. Well we can probably just add him to the list of people that Bob has banned and fired for being all-around dissatisfied with his bar — including us, Kitty Litter, and who else? Thank goodness we heard several weeks ago that Brown University was buying the building once Thibault’s lease runs out. Maybe they’ll actually do something useful with the place and turn it into a parking lot.

UPDATE: For some extra Projo reading about aforementioned “unpleasantness”, CLICK HERE. All of our friends are in it!