Good night last night. My friend Richard is in town for a week, vacationing from Anchorage, and I met him outside the Vogue just a little after 9pm. We hung out outside for a few minutes until Valindria came out, harassed me (I didn’t realize she was there already, so we had been waiting for her to show up), and we headed in. She’d brought Ross, a gaming friend of hers, so the four of us settled in at the table closest to the entrance.
I always have fun introducing someone to the Vogue for the first time, as I always end up stepping back a bit mentally and trying to look at the club from an ‘outsider’s’ point of view. At one point, I just started laughing a little bit, Valindria asked what was up, and I had to take a moment to try and explain that I wasn’t really laughing at anything — rather, I was just enjoying the club itself. The dark club, good music, pretty people, seeing the colored lights flash across the face of a pretty brunette in a full-length black vinyl dress, my arm around Valindria as she stood next to me, watching Richard dance (and then proceed to come back to the table and half-seriously bitch because he hasn’t been out dancing to decent music in far too long)…I just love the club, the atmosphere, and the friends I have there.
It’s a good thing.
Eventually we all wandered off (aah, the joys of working at 8am) — Valindria and Ross a little after 11pm, Richard and I just a bit before midnight — and now the week begins again.
Richard and I have plans to hang out today after I get off of work. We’ll probably wander around downtown Seattle for a bit and see some of the sights that are within easy walking distance, do general catch-up and all (and if we’re lucky, this fog may lift enough to actually see some of the city by then…though, of course, the sun will have gone down by then, so we’ll just have to see what happens). Should be fun to play tourist for a while.
“We Are Free” by Doof from the album Return to the Source: Deep Trance and Ritual Beats (1995, 7:19).