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Thursday, May 15, 2003 THE MAN WHO FELL TO EARTHi still enjoy night clubbing, even though i don’t drink or do drugs anymore. the challenge then becomes finding a club that is entertaining without me having to be smashed. i always dig a drag show (no matter how bad it is), and i always love strippers (male or female, hot or hideous). my point is that there has to be a focus, other than standing around getting crunked to dull soulless dance music. country line dancing is perfect because it’s all about the dance, no attitude. i’ll TEXAS TWO STEP with anyone who’ll ask me. my friend TOM calls me a honky tonk whore. i’m gettin’ pretty good at all the dances i’ve learned, like THE SHADOW, CHOMPIN’ AT THE BIT, KICKIN’ ROCK, THE COWBOY, DERAILED and of course THE TEXAS TWO STEP. last thursday night, i was at a club in FORT LAUDERDALE called THE COLISEUM. it was filled with a bunch of young black gay children, who were bumping and grinding to MISSY, JUSTIN and X-TINA. it was fun to watch, but the music was painfully loud. sunday night, JACK took me to a club here in LOS ANGELES called LeBAR. it was packed with all young gay mexican children, shakin’ they asses to latin dance music. i was there when it occurred to me again, that i’m a very lucky man to be blessed with such a diversity of experiences. i felt like the man who fell to earth, forever an observer, a feeling i’ve had ever since i was a kid. . | Permalink 2009 RuCo, Inc.—All Rights Reserved |
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