Friday, November 13, 2009

Last weekend, Mark and I wanted to do something a little different. We biked over to South William Street to a place called Spy, which Mark had read reviews of. When we walked in, the music was very promising. We grabbed a drink upstairs, and I figured we'd enjoy some dancing there. However, we search up and down for a dance floor, and there wasn't one! All the ladies looked like they just came from Penny's (that would be like Rave to you US folks). I had put together what I thought was a very cool and fashionable outfit, but I definitely didn't fit the crowd. We agreed to try somewhere else where we could get our dance on.

We chose the Button Factory. When we walked in, no one was dancing, but there was some good people watching. Neither of us recognized any of the music, which isn't really a big thing -- I like to hear music that I've never heard before -- but none of it made me want to get up and dance. It wasn't until rather late that people started to move onto the dance floor. They sort of trickled in -- the first was a drunken couple doing a sort of sloppy lambada.

Anyways, it was an ok night out, but I don't think I'll go back to either of those places looking for dancing!


  1. I finally got back to finding your blog which I lost when my hard drive died. I just read everything up 'til now and I really am fascinated when reading your stuff. You, and Mark, of course, do some really fascinating stuff and, as I have told before, have a delightful and entertaining way of describing the things you do. Thanks for that nice feeling!

    Love you, Dad

  2. We went to the Button factory for the HardWorkingClassHeroes festival and it was great but I guess that was a special night. I haven't been to Spy but the South William on SW street has a good boogy crowd on Saturdays!