PLUSH

I guess it is time for another one of my blogs.

I really perfer not to do this one but, bam it angie is begging and so is mina and since they are 50% of my audience, I do what I got to do.

Let me see how should one start, it has been so very long ago.......


Angie and L & yong and S and S's brother were going to meet later at a club. It so happened that Angie and L was so excited about the double date with Yong and s that they got to Iron Cactus 3 hours prior to Yong and s getting there. Their little hearts filled with the anticipation of the double date made them so eager. and when yong and s got there let me tell you they were so happy to have entertainment! and for me it was another great opportuntity to tell the story of the secret SAUCE at Crack N Barrel.

OH MY GOSH YOU reader are in for a treat because right this minute I am going to type the very sought out story of the secret sauce. please go back in time with me when melissa (mel), angie (ang),and yong (yo) were young little hotties in college who danced all night long and woke up the next morning to go eat at crack N barrel (crack). back in the day mel and ang had the hook up and yo was just glad to be in the VIP club. the hook up was that they knew the manager at the crack. Now knowing the manager never got us a table earlier or free this or free that but we girls are real girls who doesn't want all that embarrassing attention.

Finally after waiting and browsing through crack's retail portion of the store, we finally got a table and finally ordered our food and this is what we ordered, i ordered meat loaf, ang ordered chicken fried steak and mel ordered a breakfast order something like eggs, hash brown and roll.

we all got our food and i look at my meatloaf which was oh so very dry and i looked at the waiter and said could I have some secret sauce for the meat loaf and he looked at me weird and I asked again and he said yes. later when he brought me the secret sauce i realize it is just bam ketchup microwaved! As he hands me this secret sauce he realizes that mel doesn't have a plate and is so apologetic and says to her Oh I am so sorry I will bring your plate out and she looks and him with doe like eyes and whispers I already ate it. The waiter, embarrassed, rushes off. At this time ang is still cutting her chicken friend steak and I was patienly anticipating the delicious secret sauce so have not taken a bite. five min later the hook up (the manager) comes by the table to see how we are doing and looks at Mel and says oh they haven't gotten your food yet, I will see what is taking them so long. so for the second time that day she sheepishly looks up at him and says I already ate it. He had no response and he also quickly dismissed himself to another table. so finally the meal is done and I being the polite person I am, decided to help the waiter out and pile all the dishes for him and on the very top is the untouched secret sauce. Which at this point both ang and mel says at the same time "that looks dangerous!" but to me and the waiter it look great. b/c the waiter so glad I helped him out takes the whole pile with out batting a eye. for what ever the reason he places the pile on the very edge of an empty table. now the secret sauce is swaying to and fro and mel ang and yo is staring at the pile thinking what could possible happen and we patienly wait to see what would happen next. and yes to our mortified delight the whole pile falls to the ground and the secret sauce flies high, high, high up in the air to land on two innocent victims.

one old and one young. let me describe these poor victims of the secret sauce. Have you ever seen an older generation of woman who gets their hair done like a football helmet? their hair is so hard and high but yet you can see through their hair to their pink little scalps? well that was victim one. victim two was just a baby in his baby high chair smiling blonde and cute as a baby can be. so the secret sauce is out for a vengeance and plops itself all in to the old ladies hair and scalp and she is patting her head trying to remove the secret sauce and her daugther is trying to help but dang it that secret sauce was determined to stay for a while b/c the lady and her daugther couldn't get through the helmet to the scalp to the secret sauce. And boy did they try but that hairdo was not going to budge. The daugther did try to get the napkin and try to somehow maze the napkin to the ketchup which was by now carmalizing but to no avail it could not be accomplished. Now the baby took it better for he didn't care that he had secret sauce all over his head and face. To him it was the best time of his life. Now to ang mel and yo this was pure entertainment, Couldn't pay to see this type of entertainment. We could not help ourselves and had to hide our faces b/c it was the funniest site to be seen. has it eva happened to you that you ordered secret sauce which had a mind of it's own and decided to ruin someone's hair do?

Alright back to the PLUSH. 2008

now that night i looked exceptionally nice. with a short black lace baby doll dress and diamonds in the hair, like you just don't care. what does that do with the story, nothing I just like to tell people my cute outfits which is pretty much what my las vegas blog is going to be like. and yes I will have visual stimilations of all my outfits.

So we get to the Bad Night Club and we gettting ready to wait in the long line when seriously less than a second later a guy with a clipboard comes up to ang, yo, l, s& s's brother, s's brother which joined us later that night, and tells us to come right on in. And I announce to the group that it must have been my outfit that gave us a speedy entrance and the diamonds in the hair was the icing on the top, at this point L being a kiss up all through the night looks at ang and says must have been your pretty face which brought a strong contraction to my stomach which was trying to force itself out of my mouth, I think people call it gagging. to mr l, Punk it was the diamonds, it was the diamonds, they didn't know it was fake and it came from sam moon. So the club is so far so good. they recognized how import tant te we were. good job PLUSH good job.

The minute we get in the place is packed! We order our drinks (and thanks ang for my two drinks that night)
NOW THIS IS WHEN THE TIDE TURNS
s and I decide to walk around to see what else is around. we go to the basement and do a little dance, make a little noise and I sure did get down. since the place was so packed, i, knowing my ediquitness, did my packed ppl dance which is elbow to the waist, glass of wine close to my body, not to bump into anyone.

now since this plush is filled with young hoooligans who did not know this rule, these hooligans were dancing like they were in drill team. especially this one young girl who had her arms up in the air and trust me, I did bucking care for and her wild dancing, hit me and spilled my wine all up and down my shoulder and arms and legs. THANK GOD i was wearing black.

I go to the rest room to clean up and s and i head back upstairs to ang and L who by the way L decided to be more of the gushing boyfriend and hold her purse so bam ang really could get into her dancing. (i am sure she mentions this in her blog but I have not read it b/c I did not want it to jade my blog, i will read it after i post mine)

I am dancing next to angie and all these young ppl who do not know the correct ediquette of dancing in a crowded dance floor was bumping into me and i still being sober was getting quite irritated and what ang does not realize is that she had already got to inhale her first glass, I did not. And also our second glass of wine she had already chugged when I was assuming my third sip. I look at her to ask her were her glass is and she says so inncoently I want to dance hard and I can't dance hard with the glass of wine in my hands so i chugged it. She also doesn't realize that no one was bumping into her b/c l was behind her and was getting all the bumps and I was on one side and l's friend was on the other side so she was sandwiched and protected by her friends while I the princess and these commoners did not realize how import tant te I am with the diamonds in the hair was bumping, pushing pulling and tugging.

Anyhoo once again s and i leave ang to find s's brother.

as we are walking a tweet who has assumed so much alcohol bumps into s's chest and passes out on my man's chest. REALLY REALLY, who does that. I grab the girl by the arm and say to her WAKE UP! She opens her eyes as much as a drunken whore can and realizes where she is and puts her hands in the air and starts to dance like she just don't care. REALLY REALLY, I do care!!!!

Found s's brother and continue back to ang, i see her being the dancing queen but s and I can not get to her. I am holding s's hand and since these people do not now common courtesy is trying to get through s and me. Some guy tries to push through like we were playing red rover red rover bring this strange A Hole over. At this point S and I look at each other and say, time to go.

You would think that would be the end of the story b/c my oh my tis a long blog but wait there is more to come.

So now we are trying to leave PLUSH. I am holding S hand and arm firmly making sure no riff raffs separate us and mall me over like a 5 cent soda can. As we are trying to leave some girl is yelling at her friend here take my hand!!!! Hello!!! Mac F-ing Fly!!! We are in a crowded hallway packed like sardines. Your drunken friend is 20 feet away and you think you can pull her through the crowd? YES, she thought it. Sorry chick even if y'all were cute it physcially could not have happened. So as it happenens we end up being in the middle of this and once again s and I didn't realize we were playing, red rover red rover please bring this fugly girl over. S ends up pushing her with his chest, I end up grabing her arm which is over my head and saying LET GO!!!! She lets go with look of injustice has been done to her.

Now I was thinking I can see the exit door. The door is so close. When S let's go of my hand and pushes this little asian man on his chest. I am thinking why is s picking on a small asian man, I am asian, why oh why? It so happen when we were in the crowded hallway that little asian man punched s in the back so s was mad and was not going to let the little man get out of his site therefore he wasn't even away from the fugly girls and that he accidently pushed one out of the way with his masculine chest which that night was a pillow for one and a crowd control for another.
I looked on as the little man didn't say anything when confronted by s. So S turns around and walks back to me. As s is turning around i notice the little man got some courage and started talking smack. Good one little man good one.

Has it ever happen to you?

I realize I am mature and do not like this PLUSH scene. Give me a nice bar with comfy couch, chairs and great service, with great wine.