Dear recent Orlando transplant:

Ok, so you just moved to Orlando from New York / Philly / Chicago / San Francisco / et al. You feel lost, uprooted, misplaced -- you're starting to think Orlando might suck. Eager to find some nightlife in this town, you go to Lattitudes on Church Street, Slingapour's on Wall Street and that mega-club on Orange Avenue owned by one of those Backstreet Boys (Orlando's finest celebrities). Maybe you even think International Drive, Citywalk or Downtown Disney is where everyone hangs out in this town. Now you really think Orlando sucks.

Well, you're wrong. There is more to this city than theme park "nightlife" and crappy clubs with guys wearing shiny shirts, but you have to know where to look. Instead of complaining about how lame Orlando is compared to your city of origin, why not get out there and support your new scene -- it's a lot better than you think! After all, you moved here for a reason, right? (I'm guessing to escape the cold weather.) So you can do one of two things: either 1) move back to the city you think is sooooo much more awesome or 2) quit bitchin', check the events below and DON'T SLEEP on the shit that is happening!

Friday, August 1, 2008

This Weekend: Mental Patients, Cheesy Wrestlers and Tennis Skirts

It's been awhile, eh? There has been some behind the scenes drama in my life that I'll condense into the Reader's Digest version. My company offered me a job in NYC and I accepted. I got really excited, told everyone I was moving and the job fell through. Luckily, I was offered the equivalent of my dream job down here, so it all worked out in the end. But I feel like I've been on a roller coaster the past few weeks, which explains the lack of posts. I even had one all ready to go last weekend, with this photo and everything:



Yep, Screech was doing stand-up comedy in town last weekend and I didn't get the chance to post about it. Shame on me!!! Anyways, I'm back with your weekend happenings and I'll do my best to keep everything updated from now on.

Get Mental is going down at Sky60 this evening, as it does every Friday. MOT and Spear have been killing it lately and are turning the crowd into crazy cabana-climbers: a nice change from the hoity toity atmosphere that sometimes accompanies the place.

Password for free admission tonight is: I hear voices in my head.



Over at The Peacock Room, the Mexican wrestlers are holding their monthly party Club Queso. Along with residents Q-Burns Abstract Message and Atnarko, the mayhem tonight will also be provided by special guest DJ, Three. The first 50 earlybirds will receive a free mix cd.



Saturday night, suit up in your best tennis outfit (sweatbands and all), grab your racquet and head to The Peacock Room. 4Play is -- you guessed it -- a tennis-themed party where tennis attire is encouraged. How many times can I write tennis in one paragraph? Tennis, tennis, tennis. Sleazy McQueen, MOT and Spear will be serving up (get it???) the music. The score is fifteen-love. I have no idea what that means. Maybe I should quit while I'm ahead. Tennis.



Finally, I would like to wish a wonderful super happy awesome birthday to my best friend Ami(Lou)!!!!!! Love you, sweetness!!!



Have an awesome weekend, kids!!!
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