Drive By

All apologies for the drive by blog, folks but please be patient. Once again, ol' WETbar has went through a bit of a transitional phase, so I've been logging in some extra hours. It won't be this bad once we hit our groove, but for now it's a bit on the chaotic side.

For now though, I'm really happy with where I'm at. I adore the people I work with, the people that come into the club to visit me and overall, the way things are working out.

So, for my birthday i've booked myself a special performer (get your minds out of the gutter). It's Billie Myers. Yeah, that Billie Myers of "Kiss the Rain" and "Am I Here Yet?" fame. I can't f'n wait. Did I mention Paul Oakenfold (my favorite DJ ever) is also coming in for my birthday week. Thanks Liquified for that one.

More on this later, stay tuned...

An Interesting 48 Hours

So, the bomb was dropped the other day.

I get a phone call from Charlie Brown.

"Arman, I'm leaving WETbar," she says.

Umm, ok. Thanks for the head's up Charlie.

"This Friday will be my last show there. I appreciate everything, but you know it's business."

Umm, ok. Thanks for the head's up Charlie. Best of luck to you.

Rewind three months ago:

Me: If Charlie was to leave here, what would you think if I offered you two the show director position?

Potential Show Director One: That would be hot.

Potential Show Director Two: I'd do it.

Since then, Potential Show Director Two has left for other opportunities and for a second there I thought we would lose Potential Show Director One. Then, PSD1 made a full recovery and is back and better than ever.

Fast Forward to Current:

I hang up with Charlie. I call PSD1.

Please welcome ASHLEY KRUIZ as the new Friday Night Show Director. And, expect to see some old faces combined with new faces in the show.

Reality Bites, Even More

Seriously, are people still talking about Reichen and Davis, err I mean Lance and their split-up? It's funny how you remember things in slow-motion in hindsight. It all happened in Fountain Club...

Are you kidding me? Wrong blog.

Finally...

I'm getting my f'n car back. I've felt like an invalid for the past three days without her. Don't make fun; she's sensitive.

DJ Diva Kim Crawford is on her way over now to help me get ol' Bessy outta jail. Poor thing has been locked up and hasn't been started in the past couple of days. I just hope those fuckers didn't bang her up anymore than she was already.

No, seriously - I've felt like an invalid. Just with working arms and legs and fingers and toes and stuff. Ok, so maybe invalid was the wrong choice of words. Immobile maybe? Nah, that's not dramatic enough - invalid it is.

IS THIS THE CAR CLAMP CLUB, IS IT?

Ok, so I realize I bitch and complain a lot. But, really I just find the idiocy and humor in things and point it out. Take for example, the logic behind the retrieving process at the impound lot.

"Sir, it costs $130 to get your car out."

"Ok, I just need to go to my vehicle and get out my debit and/or credit card."

"Sir, I'm afraid I can't allow you to go to your vehicle until this transaction is complete."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Sir, please don't curse."

"Fine, I apologize. Kim, can we put this on your credit card?"

Kim: Sure, here's my MasterCard...

"Sir, ma'am, I'm sorry, but I can't let you put it on her card because it's YOUR car."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"No, sir. Please don't curse."

"Fine. Where's the nearest ATM?"

"Sir, it's about three miles down the road you came in on."

"..."

"Sir, please don't...."

"Curse. Please don't fucking curse, I got it."

My saving grace was that the spot looked exactly like the episode of AbFab where Edina and Pats get their car impounded for drinking and driving. See, I did find the humor in the idiocy of this process, that should count for something.

Look Out Weekend, Here I Come...

This last week nearly killed me.

On Wednesday we wore pink, err was Genre's Rewind show. It was a fantastic show and all the kids (see: staff) that missed Genre's final night performances got to watch what them for the first time. Needless to say, they were blown away.

On Thursday we played host to Alex, Davis and Brooks from the cast of Real World: Denver. They're fun -- drunk, but fun. See my "Reality Bites, Indeed" post for my favorite anecdote of the night. There were other fun stories, but those are best kept hidden from a public forum. I will say that I'm so proud of my dear friend Fergie (see: Chris) for accepting my challenge of being a model (pictured on left, photo courtesy of Size Queen R. Beck) . He is an amazing friend, cute as a button and has this really cool half-smirk/smile that totally gets the boys all hot and bothered. That plus he's not all attitude-y.


Friday was a fabulous night for the Cabaret. The crowd has been building steadily since we announced the new castmembers Maya, Genre and Bianca. There's a new energy to the night and lots of straight people too. Oh, and we have Jordan "Imagination in Motion" Kennedy booked for late April. It's going to be amazing.

On Saturday was our Benefactor event with 50% of our door proceeds going to the non-profit organization Joining Hearts. The crowd was fantastic and we raised at least $1400 for them. They were really excited about our involvement with their cause and I can't wait for this year's main event. (Note to self: The gym misses you.)

Sundays and Mondays are usually my "weekend." So, I'm trying to relax, but I have this little project of getting my car back to deal with. Yeah, long story short, I parked in my usual space, but a neighbor decided my car was broken down so they had it towed. I swear, if I find out which one it was...

Reality Bites, Indeed...

Last night was our Reality Bites event at WETbar. We hosted three of the roommates from MTV's Real World: Denver. As some may know, we've had issues with a certain roommate, but things have somewhat been rectified since.

We decided the maximum amount of exposure for the reality tv stars was to throw them in some cute outfits and have them work it out during a fashion show. So, we did. And, the show was fantastic. Even Carey from the current season of the Apprentice popped on stage to show off that now infamous physique.

So, while I was hanging out with Genre (who opened the show with "Fashionista") in the office area next to the secret employee bathroom/dressing room, one of the reality tv stars came in and said "I gave you guys a bunch of DVDs of our season and the only episodes that are playing are about Jenn."

I nodded my head.

"And, she's not here and we are..."

I simply smiled and said I would take care of it.

All of a sudden, from the bathroom, I hear:

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"

I love me some Genre.