Of course my night didn’t end with me just leaving my co-workers. As I traversed down the corridor revel and inspiration known as upper King Street, I stopped briefly at this art gallery/bar place amajig. The art had changed and people were around having a good time. The guy at the door said it was a Silent disco tonight. I looked out back and saw people dancing their asses off. For a minute it looked like they were on X, and I guess they could’ve been, but I was kinda jealous and felt left out. So I spared the $5 and got in where I fit. The music was amazballs. But the surprises didn’t end there. I glance over to see a 6’5″ skinny white man with shoulder length brown hair. Sully came to pay the Holy City a visit. Yeah the night was pretty awesome.
