I wouldn’t say this was my “favorite,” but one time, I was outside talking with a few folks, among them Kevin Patterson. He started talking about how someone was going to kick his ass – apparently, he’d been less than polite in making an exit from the crowded bikini lounge. Like clockwork, when he finished the story, this angry, shaved-head guy came up behind him and sucker punched him in the face.
Kevin stumbled away and started yelling, “Okay, okay! I deserved that! I deserved that! We’re cool!” It looked the guy might hit him again, but instead, he made Kevin give him two cigarettes. When Kevin pulled the pack out, the demand changed to the entire pack of cigarettes.
Kevin was all like, “Naw, naw, you hit me, I deserved that, I’ll give you two cigarettes, but I need this pack, it’s mine, I paid for it.” The guy took his bounty, and headed back to Bikini Lounge, only to be ejected moments later, picking a fight with some other random guy that spilled over into the middle of the street. A few minutes later, the cops showed up, but by then, the culprit had run down 15th Avenue into the evening, with his tail between his legs.
I’m pretty sure this was the same night that Andrew [Jemskie] got shanked. It was a weirdfest.
I can’t even begin to delineate all my favorite treasuremammal memories. Dancing with a giant blow-up castle while korean karaoke videos played behind us? Laying on the floor in heaps of glitter and confetti with everyone during a slow jam? Randall? Mighty Randall, the Unicorn?
Oh! one of the times when people brought in a bunch of clothes and had a sewing party. except by “people” i mean entirely people of the female persuasion except for yours truly. they all liked the vest i sewed buttons on to!