God, Thursdays must have been really crying out for something new, because this week yet ANOTHER Thursday joint hit homosexual Chicago.
And thus we welcome Thurst Thursdays at Avenue M, 695 N. Milwaukee Ave. High class, hookers, high class.
Highest class of all was startender Johnathinn Florida. At the tail end of the night, before I poured my form into a cab, I asked Johnathinn for a water. You know, to level the drinking field. Not content with serving just plain ol’ H2O, he ups and throws me a cocktail sword of blue cheese olives. Hey, a girl’s gotta eat.
When I noticed that the olives didn’t have quite the same zing as if they had been absorbing the sweet, sweet vodka, he even threw me a bonus shot to spice up my last olive. Now that’s enjoyment!
I kidded Paul that it just wouldn’t be Dragzilla at Crew if I didn’t come away with at least one completely embarrassing picture of him. I think I did the job. I can’t say it’s the first time I’ve seen a drag queen give bloody birth on a stage, but it certainly was the funniest. Last time was just downright upsetting.
Get your Laverne & Shirley on and motor on up to scenic downtown Milwaukee for this year’s Pridefest this weekend. See the facing page for all the goodness.
Oh, I don’t know, that and 1,000 other things. Sorry for the abbreviated column, kiddies, but I’ve got some fish that’s gonna go bad if I don’t tend to it quickly. You can read whatever meaning into that you like.
kirk@windycitytimes.com