decked

last night, as a part of my on-going effort to make it happen in the VFZ (Seattle), I went out to the local alibi room to hear Mr. Supreme play his careful selection of funk on 45. I had a great time and danced and did my thing, digging vibe. Later on in the night, two generic jock types come up to me. One of them goes, "You were hitting on my girl." Next thing you know I'm on the floor! What the fuck? Dude decked me! First of all I was super choked that I didn't have more Shaolin reaction time. Second, after dude decked me he RAN OUT OF THE PLACE. By the time my friends and I figured out that I'd been decked, they had run the hell out of there and were nowhere to be found! First he sucker punches me, then runs away. I had no chance to fight the guy. It was so seriously weird. The thing is, I was so not hitting on any girls in any remote way. These guys were not even there with any girls. A drunk girl had talked to me at the start of the night, and I tried not to be rude. A crew of Japanese "black music lovers" were there and one of them danced with me for a minute... but these guys just didn't like me.

A few weeks ago I went out in Seattle and got chased out of the bar b/c my friend had been joking around with some skinhead's girlfriend. This is not a friendly town! I will keep trying. I did have fun dj'ing at the paragon in queen anne on friday night...