What Would Jab Do? DJ at Forbidden Island! Tuesday, July 18th - California Events

M midnite Member 37? 47' N, 122? 26' W Joined: Mar 25, 2002 Posts: 1230	M midnite Posted posted on Wed, Jul 19, 2006 12:21 AM What Would Jab Do? Well, one thing he did, he put behinds in the seats, Forbidden Island was hopping. For a Tuesday night: super hopping. The talented DJ got spinning vinyl around eight or so, and it was cool tunes, so many fine selections, from then on. At least until 9:15 when yours truly had to depart, as I am old and need my sleep. Unfortunately, due to my "early bird special" departure I did not get to enjoy any Wall of Voodoo (but Dean came through and had the EP on hand), next time! Loads of fine music nonetheless. The man himself. It was "Nautical" Jab this evening. Ahoy! Earlier in the evening I was commiserating with Tofu Joe, perusing the FI menu and analyzing the finer points of finer cocktails. We were soon joined by two of Scott's/Thayer's friends: Chris and Maria. A fine pair, indeed. After some small talk, an initiation was at hand. Hey, I been around a little, someone breaks out the flaming eyeball and the matching shirts/fez...I go with it! There was a cult, and it was cool, but I forsook the Kool-Aid...I had a fog cutter! The flaming eyeball rocked! Even if "flaming" and any random body part does remind me of a trip to TJ in '88. I remember an oath back then too....maybe there's a connection? Nah, no chance, even though I left early I know there wasn't a donkey around. Martin is a stickler for that health code. One more montage of the evening's DJ Jab fun: Tofu Joe sucking down some flaming eyeball (don't ask, it ain't on the menu); Fog Cutter, a fine well-done tropical libation; Scorpion Bowl, Maria's favorite, as bowl drinks go; Classic Daiquiri, a good one, I really like the daiquiris. You know what this means, only two to go! Wait, three? No, two. A zombie, the mystery bowl, and the summit is mine. As long as my Sherpa sticks by my side and the weather stays agreeable, my lap through the Forbidden Island menu is finished some time Saturday night during the Crawl. Show up, join in the fun...help me knock out the mystery bowl. You may just see a ritual or two. Three, no...two! Non-Alameda Resident, No Car, Long-distance, Champion! My parents would have been so proud, midnite

What Would Jab Do?

Well, one thing he did, he put behinds in the seats, Forbidden Island was hopping. For a Tuesday night: super hopping. The talented DJ got spinning vinyl around eight or so, and it was cool tunes, so many fine selections, from then on. At least until 9:15 when yours truly had to depart, as I am old and need my sleep. Unfortunately, due to my "early bird special" departure I did not get to enjoy any Wall of Voodoo (but Dean came through and had the EP on hand), next time! Loads of fine music nonetheless.

The man himself. It was "Nautical" Jab this evening. Ahoy!

Earlier in the evening I was commiserating with Tofu Joe, perusing the FI menu and analyzing the finer points of finer cocktails. We were soon joined by two of Scott's/Thayer's friends: Chris and Maria. A fine pair, indeed. After some small talk, an initiation was at hand. Hey, I been around a little, someone breaks out the flaming eyeball and the matching shirts/fez...I go with it! There was a cult, and it was cool, but I forsook the Kool-Aid...I had a fog cutter!

The flaming eyeball rocked! Even if "flaming" and any random body part does remind me of a trip to TJ in '88. I remember an oath back then too....maybe there's a connection? Nah, no chance, even though I left early I know there wasn't a donkey around. Martin is a stickler for that health code.

One more montage of the evening's DJ Jab fun: Tofu Joe sucking down some flaming eyeball (don't ask, it ain't on the menu); Fog Cutter, a fine well-done tropical libation; Scorpion Bowl, Maria's favorite, as bowl drinks go; Classic Daiquiri, a good one, I really like the daiquiris.

You know what this means, only two to go! Wait, three? No, two. A zombie, the mystery bowl, and the summit is mine. As long as my Sherpa sticks by my side and the weather stays agreeable, my lap through the Forbidden Island menu is finished some time Saturday night during the Crawl. Show up, join in the fun...help me knock out the mystery bowl. You may just see a ritual or two. Three, no...two!

Non-Alameda Resident, No Car, Long-distance, Champion!

My parents would have been so proud,
midnite

Post #243785 by midnite on Wed, Jul 19, 2006 12:21 AM