June 12, 2007

Lito, me, German guest and Raw food Chris @ Ohm

With the summer my skin is getting darker and darker, my hair blonder, and my stress levels higher. No one recognizes me from behind. The venue for my next dance show is supposed to be at our beloved home The Hothouse downtown, but they may be shutting down. So I am scrambling around looking for a backup space that is on the same caliber and vibe.

Friday at Zentra Dimitri from Paris was AMAZING. Saturday I have rehearsals for a drag queen show, then spend the rest of the afternoon making frantic phone calls. Later that night after hitting all the clubs with mags I go to Ohm and meet up with a dancer from Germany that was referred to me by a mutual dancer friend. I guess he's hitting up all the major cities (Chicago, Paris, Istanbul, etc.) to build skate ramps/bike ramps/b-boy floors/paintball fields for some big X-Games type tour his company is throwing that will be happening at the end of the year.

Sunday afternoon it's my boy Dysqo's birthday, and we all barbeque by the Wilson skate park. I then work on an interview for 4 hours and later head to Betty's to support Sean Smith's night. And get this! For ONCE... FOR FRIGGING ONCE! I didn't pay for SHIT! Oh my God! As in my friends took care of my drinks all night! I am still in shock. "What do you want to drink?" A *real man* says that shit.

*plug: We are doing a House thingy at the Bassline stage of the Puerto Rican festival this coming Wednesday from 5:30 -7pm. Bear Who will be spinning, some dancers will be repping, and we're trying to get Househeads to come through at that time. So in the midst of all the hip-hop and reggaeton hell, there will be a little oasis of House in that brief timeslot. Stalkers please don't come.

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