I just got a taste of what it would be like to go clubbing in Puerto Rico. Latin night at the Metro was just I thought it would be, a bunch of latino men and boys, their admirers, and fag hags all in one small enclosed space.

I stood on Peachtree outside of the Metro, right next to that “happenin’” club Vision, having to make sure inebriated some people did not wandered off. Now I’m not exactly in all my senses myself, after a lime-vodka drink and two yummy watermelon martinis, but it’s good to keep a level head and balance.

Next weekend, more fun.