It was one of those nights, chilling on the west edge of hollywood waiting for MZKINM to arrive so we could hit the Divine inspired Pretty? Pretty? gallery show at Meltdown Comics. I was on the phone with Heath, who was the reason I even knew about the show, commiserating about not being able to be running around drunk and loud together since he is only newly in Arizona. As we talked, I trolled the isles of awful at 7-eleven looking for anything I would actually consume. I settled on a Slurpee only to have the machine shit Coke on my hand. I guess you have to pay atttention to the lights tucked on the side. #3 was red as hell. Just another little design failure in a store for/of the end of the world.
The show at Meltdown was fun and I really like the back alley feel of the gallery space. But what's up with low attendance? Is there something about the season? A kind of cultural fatigue? Or maybe it was the effect of the free booze. The low cal vodka was exactly like how I imagine drinking poppers would taste with the attendant instant headache.
Afterwards I made MZKNM go to Astro Burger - which isn't the same without the tranny hookers out front or spotting the likes of Henry Rollins or Dirk Shafer munching recklessly on greasy food.
