a night out with the Tickler
Aug. 24th, 2025 07:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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I took the Tickler out for sushi at Shiro's. Damn, it's good. Not cheap, but very, very good. Many thanks to Funny Lady for turning me onto that place.
Thence to the Monkey Loft. The crowd was honestly smaller than I think the DJ deserved, a fellow from Argentina named Simon Vuarambon, but that made it nicer in a way: we not-so-young ladies got to sit when we wanted, usually. And the Monkey Loft's fabulous rooftop deck was open. I have to tell you, watching the sweet young things groove in perfect weather on a summer night with the power lines marching toward Starbucks HQ and downtown as the fire burns? Difficult to beat. I simply must find someone who wants to hit Monkey on New Year's Day.
From the Dept. of Culture Clash: there were a few people there in their Mariners gear. A game had indeed let out, and some of the baseball fans decided to come dancing. And there there were people who looked like Burners.
And as ever, brunch at Made In House. I forwent my usual caffeine because I consumed three large mugs of tea while waiting for the Tickler to arise. That's the only thing that kept me going until about 1615 today.
In summation: a successful weekend.
I took the Tickler out for sushi at Shiro's. Damn, it's good. Not cheap, but very, very good. Many thanks to Funny Lady for turning me onto that place.
Thence to the Monkey Loft. The crowd was honestly smaller than I think the DJ deserved, a fellow from Argentina named Simon Vuarambon, but that made it nicer in a way: we not-so-young ladies got to sit when we wanted, usually. And the Monkey Loft's fabulous rooftop deck was open. I have to tell you, watching the sweet young things groove in perfect weather on a summer night with the power lines marching toward Starbucks HQ and downtown as the fire burns? Difficult to beat. I simply must find someone who wants to hit Monkey on New Year's Day.
From the Dept. of Culture Clash: there were a few people there in their Mariners gear. A game had indeed let out, and some of the baseball fans decided to come dancing. And there there were people who looked like Burners.
And as ever, brunch at Made In House. I forwent my usual caffeine because I consumed three large mugs of tea while waiting for the Tickler to arise. That's the only thing that kept me going until about 1615 today.
In summation: a successful weekend.
