Fat Scott and The Litter (a.k.a. our fan club) acting chummy at Dark Lady’s Friday night pride block party.

What a diabolical pair! But what do you think these two have in common?

UPDATE: We now have it from a reliable source that Kitty was attempting to get Fat Scott drunk enough to come over to us that night and start shit!

That Litter sure is crafty!

Those unsightly plywood sections finally being removed from the front of Alleycat/New Dark Lady today! They must be finished blasting that paint away from the front of the building on account of that pesky PPS.

Yes, yes, one million times yes! Plus we don’t like boxes anyway…

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Okay we just about shit ourselves when we saw this…

Now we certainly can’t verify this as Providence’s beloved Gallery owner, but we can’t rule it out either! BTW check out the comments on the actual Failblog.org post — they’re just fantastic!

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.

So Thursday night was fun! All we did was go to Andy Morris’s Faggatron down at the Dark Lady. Was there homosexual intolerance? Nope! Was there people dancing on rearranged boxes in the dancefloor? Yes!

Rob and Haley Star on the bar? Check. DJ Mario spinning the same old crap? Double-check! The only think we couldn’t find was event promoter Andy Morris! Although, we did spot some crazy, cracked-out, blond and sequined blond bitch throwing toilet paper everywhere and acting like a robo–

ooooohhhhh there he is…

You know how some people are the “life of the party”? Well Thursday night Andy was a personification of the party — which was a cute idea, we just expected the Faggatron to be more Tin Man and less JonBenet Ramsey. Anyhow, it was busy, people definitely were dancing, and it was very much a Thursday night at Dark Lady — so long live Faggatron.

Friday night we walk into Dark Lady and are immediately in the throes of a dance with Karen Adams, Fox Providence news anchor — it was like some parallel universe, ass-backward version of Dancing with the Stars. Now as we wrote a few months ago, Karen and Providence mayor Dave Cicilline are buds so we knew he wouldn’t be far behind. And there he was — Eric Calcagni got the idea that we needed an introduction, and after a polite “thanks, we know each other”, Eric went back to making out with him. We have MB #3, everyone.

Anyway, after a quick sweep through Mirabar to find DJ Kenny still missing on another Friday night, we trucked on down to Alleycat to find the place much further along in construction than the last time we were there. The place is looking very good. We’re mainly talking about the bathrooms, there’s two now! And not just that, but granite countertops, new paint and fixtures, etc. — it’s not that we’re all about going to Home Depot, it’s that Providence gay bars, one by one are slowly pulling the community out of the idea that gay bars have to be dark, dingy and sleazy. That the gay community doesn’t deserve new facilities that are built just for us (Downcity has done a lot to fix this too). The Providence gay scene is becoming mainstream and it’s finally showing — that our gay bars are not just hand-me-down versions of straight bars with a new coat of paint. So thanks to Alleycat (and future Dark Lady), Downcity and State on Sundays.

Now if we can just fix Mirabar, Wheels, Eagle and Energy. Well, probably not Energy unless they get their shit together.

Have you seen those fucking ads on TV? They’re out-of-control funny!

Now you get an idea of what we’re up against here!

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Deep!

Would you pay for it?

So, we were thoroughly unimpressed with the weekend. You disappoint us! Well, in comparison to what happened on Sunday, of course.

Quick rundown though:

Friday started at Dark Lady with nobody there as usual, so after a couple shots we check out Union/Eagle with Jackie Collins (we caught her in the dressing room, texting). Then Mirabar and Alleycat with old friends (one of whom just moved into Chris Harris’s old apartment), end game. It was so hot out though, who could concentrate?

Saturday started at Energy/2xcess, with new shot boys and the same strange old men (that’s going to really go over once the colleges get back, which has already started) then a trip over to the Dark Lady. Then to Balloons with Bomb Dizzle for her complimentary (and obligatory) bottle of poppers, then to Therapy sans trannies… then it all kind of trails off from there. Typical, right?

Well Sunday was anything but typical! We showed up at Elle’s going-away party at Vienna & Ada’s place, Ada met us out front looking like Cher in the Turn Back Time video, and led us upstairs to find Gary from Union, Ron from Dark Lady, Nissa, Vienna, Sarah Beyers, Elle of course, and a few other notables. Cut to the liquor-melon (picture of the day), a few cups of Sports Tap-grade sangria later, and we were ready to head to State for the night with DJ AV8. Now we haven’t had AV8 at State for several weeks, bitch has been indesposed much of the month, but we still catch him at Dark Lady a few times a week. This week at State was completely different, and AV8 totally rocked the place apart (maybe ignoring endless requests for Britney helped).

Meanwhile though, as things were being just generally fabulous at State, it was a different story down at Energy. As it so happens, some crack-head bitch wanders into the 2xcess side of Energy, gets into some sort of argument at the bar, and proceeds to call the police down to Energy, claiming that there was a loaded weapon stashed somewhere. Now we have no doubt that this was not the case, and that this bitch knew that causing the police to search the entire bar for a non-existent firearm was a good way of making sure Energy’s Sunday night suffered. And it did, but ended up opening for the last half hour. But the fun was not over, oh no! Fat Scott, who rarely goes down to Energy, especially when Tommy’s not in the city, somehow turns up down there for a few minutes. All of this on the same night? Sounds fishy! You just know that Scott hired some junkie to go down there to cause trouble, then showed up after the fact to watch frustration ensue. Bitch is shady like that!

Monitoring the situation from a safe distance at State, we shared the story with one Chris Harris who happened to show in — who immediately jumped in his SUV upon news of Scott’s whereabouts and got his ass to Energy. We don’t know why Harris has a bone to pick with Jabba, but we’re willing to bet that it has something to do with a transaction involving Recess Pub. Scott gets off on screwing anyone out of anything, so nothing would surprise us at this point!

Unless you live on the East Side (we don’t), then you might not have seen the totally gay rainbow lighting job they did on the new Blue Cross Blue Shield building that’s just about finished downtown — picture a 40 x 300 foot vertical rainbow flag in lights.

Now that’s great and all, but what gives?

Everyone made such a big deal out of the State House getting a gay color scheme, is this one flying under the radar of “just because”? Maybe the product of some unpublicized ACOS-BCBS nexus?

Maybe gay (and proud) construction workers?

So last night we paid a visit to Tranny-mania: Full Throttle, at Dark Lady. It was more performances, more lip syncing, and in Gia’s case, way more high kicks and back-bends. The music was fun and they played the Kill Bill movies on the screen. Other than that, it was tranny-mania as usual, which is usually anything but usual… usually.

However, as is often the case on Snow St., the real fun is more likely to happen in the actual street itself. Take, for example the countless trannies and drag queens who spend parts of their nights tricking between the Alleycat side of Snow St. and the Ultra side of Richmond St. Bitch, the clubs are the most boring places to go if you know what you’re looking at!

We even spotted Miss Divine Lee Sei sending one of her fellow asian tranny hookers into a waiting car in the Dark Lady parking lot! (who then came back and said “he doesn’t want to pay…”) We don’t think that was something they taught her in Triple Crown charm school… That might be more of a House of Lee Sei thing!

Hey, as the legendary Aunty Anita simply said, “Well my mother you to say, ‘you wanna play… you gonna pay’.”

How scandalous???? Soooo scandalous!

P.S. she’s already undergoing transformation — good thing Sarah Beyers paved the way for that one to fly under the radar.