Last time I saw Damas he was very happily engaged. So of course the first thing that popped out of my mouth was, “SOooooo? Married yet?”
His expression quickly changed. Confused, maybe?
“Yeah, last time I saw you, you were engaged!” I explain myself.
Blood immediatley drained out of his happy face. His demeanor quickly changed.
“We were already married. We got a divorce.” he said.
I didn’t mean to bring up old recent wounds. I try to save myself by saying, “Well, at least no kids were involved, right?”
“I have a beautiful 10 month old daughter,” he quickly corrects me.
OUCH…. On the plus side, all you single ladies out there? Damas is back on the market. On the negative side? Twinkie doesn’t know when to keep her mouth shut.
We left the gallery early and headed down the street for The Element’s “Open Mic Night.” It happened to be comedy night, and my buddy and fellow blogger Rob Schock was performing.
I’d heard about The Element before. It’s an old downtown bar that has gone from being a gay bar, to being a Latin club, to being a place where underground bands perform.
I remember back in the day hanging out and can I just say? I don’t remember it smelling so bad! WHAT.THE.FUCK?
As you walk in it smells like sewer. And the closer to the stairs that you sit? The more it stinks! Lucky for us the smell was very faint by the stage.
Another thing? The air conditioner must not work? It was HOT and STUFFY inb there. I guzzled down a couple of ice cold beers to cool myself off.
BAD IDEA! Filling up your bladder at a place where even the entrance smelled? Ummm yeah! I was afraid of what was waiting for me in there. I mean if it stunk THAT bad as you walked in, how were the toilets looking?
I finally got brave and ventured in.
NO SMELL!!! And? A clean bathroom.
This is weird. VERY weird.
I finished my business, washed my hands and came back out. for a second I forgot where I was and what was waiting for me outside of these four CLEAN walls.
I opened the door and… BAM! The smell greeted me in the face and bitch slapped me.
I walked to our table and told the girls, HEY if you guys wanna hang out where it doesn’t stink, we could always hang out in the restroom.
Luckily Rob Shock’s comedy didn’t stink. It made it all worthwhile.