Another night at the Gay 90’s in downtown Minneapolis. Lawd. Paul got a workout when they played the Macarena.
…and sweated through his shirt downstairs.
This is why I always carry a cologne-scented rag in the back pocket. It lets you dry and refreshen, although at a certain point, mopping your face doesn’t help anymore. Those are the fun nights, though.
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Concert at the 331 Club
March 18, 2016 at 12:13 pm[…] It’s a very claustrophobic place. Hipsters are everywhere with crazy tattoos, backpacks, and scruff. I was surprised by how loud the music was and how pushy the people were. The hipsters just shoved their way through the crowd in a manner that would cause some Basketball Wives drink throwing at the Gay 90’s. […]