I dislike Go-go girls. I think that they disrupt the flow of an evening, but they are nice to look at. Whenever they appear on stage at a club, immediately most of the girls will leave the dance floor and they are replaced by men, who try to film, ogle and photograph them. Yesterday @ Show House, it was pretty bad. The girls, who were mostly Russian (someone mentioned that they were basically sex slaves), came right up to you, solicited money or drinks for lap dances, chatting, getting felt up, etc. They were also quite aggressive, which kind of put a damper on the vibe at the place. One of the DJs wasn’t that good either, so it just made it worse.
If I wanted to look at girls in bikinis dancing, I’d go to a strip club. I wasn’t. I was in a nightclub.
One of my favorite energy drinks, Dekavita C, tastes a bit like Reb Bull, but costs a third or a fourth of the price.
I bought this shirt last week, before Erol Alkan on Friday night, the 17th of February. It’s from DKNY and I like it a lot. The face is kind of cool.
My old phone, that I rarely use nowadays, but it’s still good to have around. It’s actually part of a VOIP package that comes with my ADSL line.