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The whole "hanging out with Dr Gay" thing.
After a quick gift exchange, a visit with the family, and a little old school sesame street we were off like a prom dress.
First we headed to Kate's for the annual Solstice Party. Honestly, I could've eaten the entire plate of chess bars. Really, they were excellent. Also there was a round of scattergories where Dr G and I shared first place with John's mom. Some highlights:
person who wears a uniform: dominatrix (Dr Gay)
something made of metal: Dokken (me)
good times! But we were supposed to meet old pal Zach so we headed out to Play, a bar we'd never visited before. Wow. just wow.
First, I should point out that there was this one girl who repeatedly went to the stage to tip the performers. She was absolutely gorgeous--amazing knockout figure, beautiful face, flawless skin. We later found out it was Calpernia Addams, she was apparently performing the next night (that would be tonight if you were wondering). This was a bit interesting as we'd been talking about the film Soldier's Girl on the way there. I thought I saw Joshua of Nemesis, but it really couldn't have been him. could it? I'm still not sure. Signs point to no, but if the twins had doppelgangers this guy could've easily been it.
So we watched the drag performers. It was fun. And while our only listener Samantha couldn't join us we were very glad she sent the lovely Deception in her stead.
After the first show ended we decided to leave. We ended the evening at the Hermitage Cafe, the best place to end an evening.
First we headed to Kate's for the annual Solstice Party. Honestly, I could've eaten the entire plate of chess bars. Really, they were excellent. Also there was a round of scattergories where Dr G and I shared first place with John's mom. Some highlights:
person who wears a uniform: dominatrix (Dr Gay)
something made of metal: Dokken (me)
good times! But we were supposed to meet old pal Zach so we headed out to Play, a bar we'd never visited before. Wow. just wow.
First, I should point out that there was this one girl who repeatedly went to the stage to tip the performers. She was absolutely gorgeous--amazing knockout figure, beautiful face, flawless skin. We later found out it was Calpernia Addams, she was apparently performing the next night (that would be tonight if you were wondering). This was a bit interesting as we'd been talking about the film Soldier's Girl on the way there. I thought I saw Joshua of Nemesis, but it really couldn't have been him. could it? I'm still not sure. Signs point to no, but if the twins had doppelgangers this guy could've easily been it.
So we watched the drag performers. It was fun. And while our only listener Samantha couldn't join us we were very glad she sent the lovely Deception in her stead.
After the first show ended we decided to leave. We ended the evening at the Hermitage Cafe, the best place to end an evening.
Labels: celebrations, dr gay, food, nashville
posted by Leah at 12/23/2006 09:08:00 AM
4 Comments:
I am compelled to add a word or two about the Hermitage Cafe. In my personal recollection of last night, it looms larger than the knockers on the drag queens (are they truly drag queens if they have knockers rather than birdseed-stuffed brassieres?). Worthy of more than this footnote, and that's not meant as a criticism of the blog entry. It's precisely the fact that Leah can take the Hermitage Cafe for granted that drives home the point that you Nashvillains live in one fucking incredible town. I can finally sift through layers of self-loathing and Northward tendencies to see the light. If I lived here, I'd be at the Hermitage Cafe at least once a month. Immediately following the drag (?) show at Play.
It also could be that while Hermitage is good, that there are other places just as good but not open late and definitely not staffed by the coolest mother/daughter team this side of the Edie Beales. It's sort of like how out of area folks love waffle house where you and I could take it or leave it. Also, it's one of the most accepting places I've been. I've seen folks from every walk of life there and they treat us all the same.
Y'all actually have the best Waffle House we've ever eaten at just to the north of Nashville. We ate there two years ago and we're still talking about it, because it just blew all other Waffle Houses away.
But I digress, as usual. And I'm not as up on my drag queens as I used to be.
I have a friend who worked at a North Nashville WAffle House when she was in college. This was well before your visit but worth mentioning because she had a co-worker, a waitress, who one day just stopped showing up for work. It turns out she and her boyfriend were on the run from the law. WAffle Houses are good places for outlaws to work because they don't do background checks. Seems to me they'd be bad places on account of all the cops
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