Well we’ve been a little absent the last couple of days — and why? There’s actually been a lot to do! It’s kept us far, far away from the computer and either in bed sleeping or out and about! Here’s a quick rundown:

Wednesday: Completely skipped Retro night at Mirabar to attend Madonna-themed Tranny-mania, which, exactly as we called it was a lot of pre-1990 Madonna and leggings with dresses over them. After that we had Elle drop us off at Blu (where we’d never been before) for our girl (Official Therapy Door Angel and Marcus Christian’s girlfriend) Brandy’s surprise birthday celebration on the upper-deck area. Surprise was priceless, but the Douche-O-Meter downstairs was reading off the charts — then mayor-banger Matt attached himself firmly to our hind quarters and the meter broke. Then a quick jaunt back to Dark Lady and Michael Slade yelling for us to get out of Alleycat at 1:10am.

Business as usual.

Thursday: Wasted time before getting out and about late and going down to 2xcess: Male Zone, to see our friendly and fabulous managers and DJs — poor Jay Jay (former Therapy manager) is wasting away down there, can we please find him another (in addition to 2xcess) place to DJ? He’s actually good! Then downtown for last call at Dark Lady with DJ AV8, The Davenport, Chris Harris and Bitchie D. Rest for the weekend.

Friday: Solo Burger Bar on the hill for dinner at like 11:30pm, almost didn’t get served on account of slow waitstaff (and it wasn’t even busy). Blue cheese burger was not stuffed with cheese, but the well vodka got us a little fucked to notice at the time. Dark Lady to see the typical abortion that is Friday nights pretty much everywhere in the city. Walk to Union with Elle, Ada, Vienna and friends to see Jackie Collins — who was already slipping into those booty shorts she wears. Ran into other mayor-banger, Anthony, who (after very truthfully acknowledging that we never knew him personally to begin with) became our new best friend and could not have gotten along better with — seriously! We are totally writing nice true things from now on. Rain delay, trannies immobilized and stranded at Union. After-hours with Bomb Dome and friends, side-trip to Balloons, trashed. Side-side trip to Sports Tap just in time for it to open at 6am, giant pitcher of rather good sangria, drunken pool table show for annoyed regulars, and total jukebox domination featuring Elvis songs. Business as usual.

Phew!

What’s up for tonight?

Crazy pre-block-party Woolly Fair (Ty Wooley Fair) in Eagle Square featuring Parrys and Sarah Beyers, animal shelter benefit at Mirabar (loving this new charity benefit theme, we love animals). Waterfire block party at State — we’ve never seen an outdoor State party before. Therapy with trannies.

“Do you dare?” (personal quote to Bomb Dome trying to get her to drink a glass of straight Bacardi with an orange popsicle in it)