The Dyke ChroniclesTM
Friday nights in the summertime in the NY...time for another look at the chick club scene.   I decided to finally check out Meow Mix...i've heard mixed reviews....some say its cool some say it isn't.  So i drive down there and it takes me a while to find parking.  I think i must have drove around for like 20 minutes or so.  I drove by it a few times and i could hear music coming out...it looked like a grungy place..dark and dirty...almost changed my mind about going in.  Not that i really care about dirt cuz i wasn't that dressed up.  I had on some hot red pants and a black top but now i'm thinking i shouldn't have worn the pants cuz when i dance they start riding down in the back and my thong shows but not that i REALLY care but it can be kind of annoying to keep pulling my pants up...and oh god when i sit down, my ass is damn near hanging out but *sigh* oh well...too late to change clothes now....
so i finally find a spot to park...its a few blocks from the club and a little deeper into the Lower East Side than I'm used to being...i have to admit that i was a little nervous thinking about walking back to my car alone after the club. so i go in and its really crowded...there's a rock band singing onstage (all girl band, of course). when i told somebody about it later, they were like "oh that's prolly one of those riot grrrl bands....they always play the dyke clubs..".  I haven't seen that many of them but it was just like she described: lead singer angry and screaming about either the system or some dyke that's done her wrong...other band members dancing wildly while playing instruments and barely any clothing...or whatever is there is ripped and torn....the lyrics are unintelligible and drowned out by the screaming guitar and loud drums.  Fortunately i came in at the end of their set. *whew*....

the crowd kinda thinned out after the band left..i sat near the stairs to check everybody out...it was mostly white women..young, not too trendy...most seemed like regulars and many knew each other.   Some DJ was playing radio hits and folks started dancing some...i noticed that alot of people kept coming up to this one blond chick and saying happy birthday so i guessed this must have been a party for her...maybe she was the owner or a bartender? who knows...

so about a half hour goes by and they take birthday girl up on the stage and bring out these two strippers dressed in army gear...Sharon (birthday girl) was treated to a nice striptease...i could tell she knew the girls tho...then they walked Sharon over to this table in the middle of the room.  She climbed up there and the two dancers tied her to a pole/column.  They secured her arms behind her, then blindfolded her.  i was like, shit what the hell did i walk into, S&M night?   well anyway, the DJ started playing again and while Sharon was blindfolded, this darkhaired girl climbed up on the table and started dancing all around Sharon...she pressed up against her, touched her hair and face, teased her....all the while Sharon's screaming "i wish i could see who this is!!!"...girl after girl went up...each one getting wilder than the one before her...it was so hot...one girl rubbed her butt into sharon's crotch...another one rubbed her breasts and Sharon was loving every minute...but was quite frustrated cuz she couldn't touch anyone back...so i asked someone standing next to me "are these just all Sharon's friends that are going up there?" ...she said "no, anyone can go up"

so i did :-)

tho i wasn't as wild as the others...i did press against her and i ran my fingers thru her long hair...i even smacked her butt once and she cracked up laughing...here i am walking in this bar for the first time and i'm up on a table in front of a room full of people dancing and grinding with a blindfolded, tied up chick i've never met before...it was surreal...and exciting :-) All i could think was "damn why can't i have a birthday like this?"

after a while they untied her then sang happy birthday to her...she looked so happy...lol.  I did go up to her later and introduce myself and let her know that i was one of the ones who went up...i felt i at least owed her that.  She was cool about it...she hugged me and kissed me on the cheek...i didn't say much else cuz her friends were waiting for her attention.

after that, i danced for a while with this girl from Holland named Helen...and no, its not pronounced "HEL-en" its "Ay-LEN"...i was corrected many times...lol..but yo, while we were dancing, there was this drunk chick that kept falling all over the place...she bumped into us like 4 times and she took up the whole floor flailing everywhere with a drink in her hand...so i went to sit down cuz she was getting on my nerves.  After a few minutes she stumbles over and leans towards me....she whispers:

"Excuse me can i ask you something?  Where am i right now?"

Me: ummmm....you're at Meow Mix?

her: Oh yeah!!!!!   I thought that's where i was..thanks...hey bartender!!! another red wine please!!!

GOTDAMN.  I've don't think i've ever seen somebody THAT drunk before plus the bartender is still serving her? so not cool...that was my cue to get the hell outta there..it was 3am and AyLEN was getting on my nerves...she stared at me every second, smiling.  It was weird...i said goodbye to her then i rolled.

So much for Meow Mix...it was alright i guess....

oh yeah and Erin isn't back yet :-)
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