So, this is not exactly a glorious comeback entry, but it’s the first thing that seemed even remotely share worthy that was not related to work (where on Friday, we had a fund raising talent show OMG I WISH I COULD SHARE THE VIDEO, but I love my job and would like to keep it). I do intend to get to your Ask Slynnro questions some time before I die, and hopefully before the seasons change as most your questions seem to revolve around seasonal gear for the upcoming heat.
Nonetheless, this is what I’ve got for today. On Saturday, I went out with some gay friends of mine, which, not shockingly did involve going to gay bars. I enjoy gay bars for all the reasons you might expect- many compliments, no creepy come ons, good music, and obviously, semi-pornographic photography displays on monitors around the bar. As we were leaving Gay Bar No. 2 (also known as the Round Up, for those of you in the know about the Dallas Gay Bar Scene), we drove past an establishment called the Drama Room. I obviously inquired as to what the Drama Room was. Well! It turns out the Drama Room is actually a gay go-go dancing bar (or my idea of heaven), where the ceilings are so low the go-go dancers cannot stand erect (sorry, couldn’t help myself there).
I did the only obvious thing one can do here, and checked in on Facebook at the Drama Room, which inspired this exchange:
Now, this…this is a genius idea. The Drama Room as a concept.
Scenario One:
Girl A: What is wrong with Stacy?
Girl B: Her boyfriend broke up with her. She’s been setting his stuff on fire in a trash can all night.
Girl A: Girlfriend needs to take that shit to the Drama Room.
Girl B: Fo sho.
Scenario Two:
Tween A: OMG. Have you seen this Facebook fight between Jane and Sarah about cheerleading tryouts?
Tween B: I know. They need to keep that stuff out of my news feed and into the Drama Room.
So you see, The Drama Room very much needs to become a part of your lexicon. Make it happen, people. Make. It. Happen.
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