It's too nice of a night to be cooped up in the dungeons of Zimmer on my lazy sunday supervisor shift at UCit. I'm sitting in the middle of campus on a temperate, cool night with the vintage titanium powerbook enjoying some Highlander Grogg instead, to inagurate the new blog.
I think Campari Nights sounds like a decent, if somewhat kitschy title for a memoir of the years in Cincinnati. I was at Alchemize on friday when I discovered that they stocked that wonderful red liquor, and that Campari and tonic there was cheaper than some beers. That'll be me drink of choice next friday, when we celebrate the last weekend of the ill-fated club and bar. Hopefully there will be more people that decide to grace the dancefloor. They seemed to want to congregate out back that night, given the wonderful weather. It was a night of awesomeness.
I haven't been to the Poison Room in quite a while. There was a time when it was a weekly occurence, but now it seems there are some who lack interest because they think you can actually get tired of Pet Shop Boys and New Order. Or maybe it was the drama. It's always the drama, I suppose.
Oh well. Had fun with Jackie and portions of the west side gang at laser tag on saturday. Can you believe I'd never played laser tag before? My legs ache today, and I place the blame squarely on running around in that maze shooting teenagers.