9pm. I’d never been to the ol’ Horseshoe on a Sunday. Decent amount of cars in the lot. So I gave it a shot. $10. Door guy was pulling double duty as the LD room bouncer.…

Half past 10. Two secret service lookin schmucks outside shook my hand before informing me “no sweatpants after 7pm.” Fuck. I hate that this anti-sweatpants agenda is becoming more common at SCs. And I couldn’t…

Headed over to Sins after a truly jarring experience at Doll House. A dancer somehow recognized me from TUSCL and flipped the fuck out on me. She even went as far as bitching to my…