So we stopped by Energy on Friday, need we say more? (We know this picture scrawling is a little overdone, but we couldn’t help ourselves)

We also hit up our usual Mirabar with the fagulous DJ Ken Sima, Louie DeVito was at Pearl with the rest of the Therapy-guido crowd before doing some private show at Therapy after-hours (Therapy isn’t even usually open Fridays, did any of you fags go? We want to know about it.)

Saturday we blew off Providence altogether and assaulted Boston for the night at Chris Harris’s Epic at the Roxy for MADONNA MADNESS. If you read back a little, you’ll see we went to Harris’s Madonna party last year at Level 2, with DJ Dena spinning (we didn’t approve). This year she worked it right out — we always say we like her better in a bigger room. It gets all hot, and steamy and sweaty… maybe that’s why Dena took off her top and spun records in her black bra, too bad it didn’t have big cones on the end Madonna-style. We tried to get a picture but it was too dark (someone get us a fucking camera).

We’ve been up there before, but forgot how packed that place gets, reportedly EVERY Saturday… we’re teasing ourselves with another trip this weekend.

Sunday was Mother’s Day, so we went out to see our fucking mothers and didn’t make it back in time for last call in the city. We’re not heartless. Completely.