Today was my first time hanging out at Bar Sinister (Sat nights @ Boardnerís). I was obviously the biggest faker there, but no one seemed to mind. With a load of friends also pushing it to be on the scene (only in LA) where else encourages you to have so much fun pretending to be someone else? I canít wait to go back. It must have worked cuz we fooled a batch of girls from the OC. What are real estate developers and wedding planners from Orange County doing at Goth night? I call bullshit on that!
Anyway, back to the point. I encourage anyone with black clothes and a penchant for posing to go to this club. Itís exactly what you imagined as a kid a nightclub should be. Slavic.
Tonight also marks the first time I ate one of those bacon wrapped hotdogs sold on mobile carts on Hollywood Blvd and elsewhere. Offensive in odor, I always thought, but darn it if they arenít tasty. Order it with everything and you get green peppers. What?! Green peppers? Sounds crazy, but it works.