Friday Night...
I went to the grand reopening of one of the hottest night clubs ever, Vision. I love that f'n place, lemme tell ya. It closed for 3 months for remodeling and renovations and boy, was that wait worth it. It was gorgeous, there were lights, flat screens, millions of bars and 5 different atmospheres to dance in. I LOVED IT!! But I do have a few criticisms, cuz that's the only way the good get to be the best.
First complaint: they put 5 million dollars into redoing the place and the first thing I noticed was that they did NOT change the toilet seats in the bathroom. It was opening night and the wear and tear on those seats was absolutely ridiculous. Renovation means EVERYTHING gets changed, not some things. No use in putting all money in the bells and whistles when the foundation is all screwed up. Takin' away one of the HOT flat screens woulda covered the seats just fine.
Second complaint: work on the wiring and the sound system. It sucked. Had it not been for the pure volume and hotness of the music, having speakers blow and fuses pop would have turned out to be a real issue for me. I mean, I'm no sound engineer, but I know when I can't hear the music or when it sounds off. Oh, and bass does NOT equal fun, trust that. The bass was so damn deep I got vertigo from it. Good thing I only had one drink, I'd'a thrown up.
Third complaint: Atmosphere. Ya gotta set up places for people to sit, man. That was one thing I loved about the old Vision, the lounge in the front. People could sit there, talk and get up to dance when they were ready. I'm all about shakin' my ass (and boy did I!), but ya gotta give sistas tryin' to be cute a chance to let their feet recover. I literally danced for 4 hours...STRAIGHT. That's serious. I love dancin', but there's only one activity I'd like to do for that long without a break, thanks.
That's it, that I can remember, but I had a BLAST. SO much fun!! Jay-Z wasn't there, but we left at 2, so he still coulda shown up. But, I saw T.I. and Usher, so the night wasn't a total bust. Hell, even the mayor brought her hood ass to the spot!!
Now on to the more personal aspect of the night. The people I was with. There was (of course) the Goddess, her friend Shalonda, Karamo (Shane), Skye (Shane's sister) and my co-worker Kristy. Kristy is white, and she was in complete and total culture shock. Not only had she never been to a club before, but she had never been out with so many black people. But that's not even the comedic aspect on the evening. What was funny was that Kristy, even though she knew Shane was gay, couldn't take her eyes off him. It was hilarious!! I yelled at her to stop staring, to which she responded that she couldn't. SO funny!! Keyia was in freak mode YET again (she's backed up, I think we gotta find her a boo) and was tearin' the dance floor up. Skye, all I gotta say about her is that she ended up in the air, tiny little thing!
We capped off the evening (well, morning) with a meal at IHOP, where our waiter was of course, gay. But he wasn't Shane's type, so all was safe, but the boy kept blowin' my mind with all the info on who was gay. I couldn't DEAL. I wanted to call Corey just so I could talk to a man that wasn't thinkin' about gettin' in another man's drawers, geez. But I didn't, and that's a whole different blog for a whole different day.
Excitement is building for New York, I think it's just cuz I need a vacation, not for this wack ass speech I have to write. I'm SO bitter about it cuz I can't think of anything I want to write and it's stressin' me out, big time. I'm sure something will come sooner or later, but I'd much rather the former...
First complaint: they put 5 million dollars into redoing the place and the first thing I noticed was that they did NOT change the toilet seats in the bathroom. It was opening night and the wear and tear on those seats was absolutely ridiculous. Renovation means EVERYTHING gets changed, not some things. No use in putting all money in the bells and whistles when the foundation is all screwed up. Takin' away one of the HOT flat screens woulda covered the seats just fine.
Second complaint: work on the wiring and the sound system. It sucked. Had it not been for the pure volume and hotness of the music, having speakers blow and fuses pop would have turned out to be a real issue for me. I mean, I'm no sound engineer, but I know when I can't hear the music or when it sounds off. Oh, and bass does NOT equal fun, trust that. The bass was so damn deep I got vertigo from it. Good thing I only had one drink, I'd'a thrown up.
Third complaint: Atmosphere. Ya gotta set up places for people to sit, man. That was one thing I loved about the old Vision, the lounge in the front. People could sit there, talk and get up to dance when they were ready. I'm all about shakin' my ass (and boy did I!), but ya gotta give sistas tryin' to be cute a chance to let their feet recover. I literally danced for 4 hours...STRAIGHT. That's serious. I love dancin', but there's only one activity I'd like to do for that long without a break, thanks.
That's it, that I can remember, but I had a BLAST. SO much fun!! Jay-Z wasn't there, but we left at 2, so he still coulda shown up. But, I saw T.I. and Usher, so the night wasn't a total bust. Hell, even the mayor brought her hood ass to the spot!!
Now on to the more personal aspect of the night. The people I was with. There was (of course) the Goddess, her friend Shalonda, Karamo (Shane), Skye (Shane's sister) and my co-worker Kristy. Kristy is white, and she was in complete and total culture shock. Not only had she never been to a club before, but she had never been out with so many black people. But that's not even the comedic aspect on the evening. What was funny was that Kristy, even though she knew Shane was gay, couldn't take her eyes off him. It was hilarious!! I yelled at her to stop staring, to which she responded that she couldn't. SO funny!! Keyia was in freak mode YET again (she's backed up, I think we gotta find her a boo) and was tearin' the dance floor up. Skye, all I gotta say about her is that she ended up in the air, tiny little thing!
We capped off the evening (well, morning) with a meal at IHOP, where our waiter was of course, gay. But he wasn't Shane's type, so all was safe, but the boy kept blowin' my mind with all the info on who was gay. I couldn't DEAL. I wanted to call Corey just so I could talk to a man that wasn't thinkin' about gettin' in another man's drawers, geez. But I didn't, and that's a whole different blog for a whole different day.
Excitement is building for New York, I think it's just cuz I need a vacation, not for this wack ass speech I have to write. I'm SO bitter about it cuz I can't think of anything I want to write and it's stressin' me out, big time. I'm sure something will come sooner or later, but I'd much rather the former...
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