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In an attempt to further educate myself in the way of the world, I went to the Rose and Crown (a local gay bar) with Boots, Rath, and Mikki.

There weren't really a lot of people around until after ten, so we sat around and drank and Boots and Mikki eventually got into the whole kareoke thing while I made faint attempts at dancing. Some random stoned girl attached herself to Mikki and seemed to be trying to eventually split him off from the group. Unfortunately, she was terminally dull and was disgusted by two men kissing (while Rath and I flailed about missing it) despite claiming to be a regular, so I tried to ignore her for most of the evening.

Did I mention that Boots is an absolutely mindblowing singer, especially with the red stage lights and the crimson velvet bustier and the vaguely seductive dancing? La Isla Bonita is officially my favorite song now and this evening's the first time I've heard it in my life. And yes, I have pictures.

I've had two bottles of WKD Blue vodka and portions of two jugs of WKD cocktails sipped through straws about as bendy as the bar population's sexuality and there may be a distinct possiblity I'm drunk. To be quite honest, I can't tell, except perhaps, for the fact that a Madonna song is making me tear up.