So I was fantasizing about going to NYC again today. I really really need to leave Iowa and fly there. The only problem is I have a 3k Expense coming up, AKA Italy. Damn you Euro, I really hope the Euro crashes about 2 weeks prior to me showing up. Just temporarily of course, for like the holiday season. I figured out what I want to do when I do go to NYC though, it will be a type of scavenger hunt. The Village voice comes out with a list of the best random things to do in New York and I wanna do them all. Preferably with a large pack of Fashion School Hunnies. I think I have the connections to pull this feat off, now I all need is the bank roll. Anyone wanna lend me $300? I’m good for it I swear!
Oddly enough I already did something on the above list, without even knowing it. I went to a place described as:
The Best club to watch semi-naked transvestites dance to the Cure with taped nipples
what makes the East Village’s OPALINE different from the rest is the ’80s new-wave vibe during Saturday’s free Underwear Parties, which bring princesses from both genders and a couple of Converse-wearing boys
Even better when I went it was Saturday night, so if you checked your pants you got half price drinks. I honestly think if you are checking your pants you should get free drinks, but I suppose a large group of horny, drunk, pantless people would lead to a very STD filled ending. Unfortunately wearing my Kohls style boxers, I didn’t feel quite trendy enough to check my pants at the door, perhaps next time I shoud buy some silk boxers with hearts all over them, that would be worthy to dance to 80s styled music till dawn.