I am glad to say that my Friday night redeemed itself from last week's Friday night debacle with Will Ferrell's moronic deadpan acting in the movie "Bewitch" and the boredom that almost left me comatose and lying in bed, with my mouth frothing.
Well, most of my Fridays would start at Ayala Mall, with my mandatory arcade game of "Soul Callibur", appetizers at EastWest and dinner at Food Choices. brought this amazingly delicious chinese food called "fresh lumpia" from Rustans, it had veggies, nuts and a little meat on it, I would even consider it as an healthy option for any meal.
As time went on clicking, me, my boyfriend, my fag hag sister and Aldouine contemplated to where we should sashay ourselves on that Friday night. It took us forever to think of a place, since there was limited option to go to, BTC? no, coz my BF thinks he is underdressed; Pipeline? my sister haven't been there, but I don't really like the place, too butch for me; VUDU? nope, not on a Friday and FMJ? Gawd! I rather eat rat poison than go back to that bar that was only a glorified oversized Durty comfort room. Then, I remembered that there was this new spot that opened months ago, VERANDA. Yeah, lets go to VERANDA! So we scrammed outside Ayala and hailed ourselves a Cab.
FYI, VERANDA (Ve.ran.dah) is a portuguese word that means " A porch or balcony, usually roofed and often partly enclosed, extending along the outside of a building" Thanks Mr. Webster!
When we arrived at our desired destination, I was surprised to see an old 80's house who was slighly remodeled into a club mold, which failed miserable. I refrain from making any snide remarks, coz we haven't actually stepped inside and see what it has to offer, so I am giving this place a second chance.
Once we went inside, we found ourselves a table near the DJ booth. I sat comfortably and my eyes started to survey the area. The interiors were poor, and it was really a small place that can accommodate 7 tables and it didnt have anything special that would really stick to my mind. "Oh well, since we are already here, might as well, order some drinks and give ourselves an hour tops" I just found out that it was 80's night, so the house music played a lot of song from the 80's, and I remembered my favorite 80's song. I got piece of paper, wrote the title and gave it to the DJ. The DJ gave me strange look and he said that he has the song but he will try to play it. I felt that the song that I gave him wasn't his cup of tea. So I politely smiled at him and said "of course" but in the back of my mind, I wanted to claw him and pull out his innards and throw it to the next table, who were filled with smoking little teenager girls pretending to be women. So I went back to my seat, and forked some sauteed mushrooms that Aldouine ordered, it actually tasted good and wolf it as if I wasn't on a diet (coz I am). So I waited, then, I heard a familiar tune, yes! the DJ played my song. WEHEEEY!!!
My baby, he don't talk sweet
He ain't not much to say
But he loves me, loves me, loves me
I know that he loves me anyway
And maybe he don't dress fine
But I don't really mind
'Cuz every time he pulls me near
I just wanna cheer:
LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE BOY!
On, let's give the boy a hand
Let's hear it for my baby
You gotta understand
Maybe he's no Romeo
But he's my one-man show
LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE BOY!
My baby may not be rich
He's watching every dime
But every night he holds me
And we always have a real good time
And maybe he sings off-key
That's alright by me
But what he does he does so well
Makes me wanna yell
LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE BOY!
On, let's give the boy a hand
I lurve this song, and when it was played with a little techno funk to it, it was even better. I started to move the groove and some people were also doin the same. I was starting to enjoy the place. I was feelin the 80's already, then asked "if I would have to go to an 80's party, what garb would I be wearing or who represent the 80's time era?" Thats easy to easy to answer, it was this lady who started it during the 80's.
Who else? The material Girl --- > Madonna!!!
Anyways, I noticed that a lot of people were starting to come in by 11:30 p.m. and by 12:00 midnight, the place was jam packed with yuppies, young socialites, unknown faces, and familiar faces, rubbing elbows at each other. People started dancing on their seats, and waved their hands with every new song that was played. Some stood up and shaked their booty and bumped ass to ass with anybody near. I was teary eyed, not because I was overwhelmed with happiness, just because of the smoke from all that cigarettes that people were puffing inside an airconditioned bar. That was the draw back, there was no clear distinction of non-smoking area and the smoking area. Whats so funny is that the people who sat outside didn't smoke at all, but those who were inside, smoked like a mad man who can't get to smoke tomorrow. I didn't mind, coz I was really enjoying the place, and I didn't want to spoil the night by dousing people with fire extinguishers! So people you are off the hook. There was even a brawl between the socialites and some guys who wanted to cut-in on the dance floor, but it was short lived as the DJ and some their friends tried to do some damage control, how disappointing. If there was beer bottle bashing that night, that actually would make a lot happier and could have made my night! (dear readers I don't really like violence)
My friends decided to take off by 1 a.m. because it was beginning to be really crowded. So we walked out VERANDA with the satisfaction in ourselves. I liked the place, eventhough it looked like a run in of a residential/boarding house/whore house/Night club, I didn't care, because it had great music, good food and an awesome crowd. That would not be the last time for me, and I promise to go back there with more of my friends.
It was too early to go home, so we went to a 24 hours coffee club. It was a bit far from where we are, but we choose to walk and give these lungs some clean air and get some exercise. But Mike offered us a ride, but we declined, Thanks anyways Mikey, we appreciate the kind gesture. So we continued to walk. We arrived at Big Bucks and ordered something to drink and eat. And watched CNN as they relay the news about the aftermath of the storm at New Orleans. CNN also showed US President G. W. Bush hugging some residents in the area. (rolls eyes). I refrain to comment, our country had more problems to talk about.
We went home after we finished our food and drinks. Got ourselves a cab, got home, jumped into bed and slumberland awaits. This was a great day. "Hope Saturday will be better" I murmured and *snorezzzzz.
