So, Amy and I went to Bang! last night. Long story short, we were hit upon precisely ten times throughout the course of the night. Really, you don't want to know too many details, since most of the ladies reading this know the story: Grossly intoxicated jerk tries to touch you and, when you back away, thinks that he will impress you by slurring through sentences and making eye contact only with your chest. The best instance though, was when a really short guy with a ponytail tried to pick up Amy on the dancefloor.
"I'm with her," she says pointing to me.
"She's married," I added.
"Oh, sorry," says the guy, looking at me like I could kick his ass.
"Hey, she's not married to me."

Anyhow, I heard last night that some pretty major recording artists have requested tickets for tonight's show (see below). I'm not going to name names, but if you want cult hero blog-fodder for Monday, you might want to show up tonight.
In the meantime, my guestlist is open. This doesn't happen very often, so take advantage of the situation and hit me up if you want to go down to the Key Club tonight. You can email me at lizziegolightly@gmail.com or you can leave a comment here with your first and last name. You will be on the list with a +1. You must contact me before 6 p.m., otherwise I won't get the message.