The Oracle of Apollo Snippets from the life of Apollo Lee

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Dec 16, 2000 - 06:12

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Wicked X-Mas Party

I had seen Wicked‘s X-Mas party billed on SFStation. After conversing with patrick about it, I made my big plans to go. Unfortunately, The Bone Collector (1999) ran a little longer than I thought it would, so I arrived around Townsend and Second at 10:45, parking in a tow-away zone initially, until I got in line and conversed with some others. I didn’t figure the man would tow all twenty of the cars parked there away, but others in line related stories of coming out of the club to find their cars missing. I hurried and moved my car into the alley nearby, waited another hour to get in, paid, and moved my car yet again over into South Park, a few blocks away.

I wandered around inside, listening to Markie spin some very sweet uptempo house. The music wandered into trance territory (I have no idea who was spinning at that point) and back into tech house. I ran into Patrick and Dan and Zoe. Whee.

Club Townsend is fucking huge and it was full tonight. I got on the dancefloor, started to step and, of course, everybody and their dog had to walk through. Relax, Apollo, must…not…beat…trudgers… Heh. The music was astonishing and there were many many pretty people there, including Beth, an employee of an art site. It was fun, but the vibe started to grate on me about four, so I split.

For the record and your after-club munching knowledge, there is a Denny’s at 4th and Mission in San Francisco, and the service is great, especially on the night I went. Mel’s was, of course, closed, but you can always count on Denny’s for emergency grubbing.