So you live in Memphis and complain that there’s nothing to do. Well, as a wise friend once said, “If you can’t find anything to do in Memphis, you’re lazy.” That is why I am writing this. I want to share all of the great events and activities Memphis offers so people can see for themselves how great my city is.
Last night, I attended Overton Square’s weekly Thursdays Squared party. Located in midtown, Overton Square is rich with entertainment. I would need many paragraphs to describe the energy and excitement of the recently revitalized Overton Square; however, since it’s Friday I feel like writing about as much as I feel like kissing Mr. Tiddles on his butthole (i.e. not at all), so allow me to share Thursdays Squared in pictures.
Early in the evening, the stage was being set for the awesome 80s cover band, Rockasaurus Rex.
Claire sinks not one, not two, but multiple nets (that is the correct term for getting the basketball in the hole, right? I’m gay, so a little handicapped when it comes to sports terminology). I, on the other hand, only made one (out of multiple) shots.
Is that my new sparkly tutu? No. That is me trying to hula hoop. It was fun but a shameful fail. I must work on my hip gyrations.
Allow me to introduce you to 4 out of 6 celebrity stalkers (a phrase coined by Meghan – she’s the one on the far right). Claire (an amazingly talented actress I had so much pleasure working with – we’ll always have Debbie Does Dallas: The Musical), moi, Julie (bad-ass dancer/choreographer/birthday girl), and Meghan (killer dancer and actress).
You never know a good time until you get crunk with a professional ballet dancer. We danced…
(timeout from dancing for selfie)
…and danc…wait…who the fuck is that?
After the band closed, Claire and I take a break. Note we are covered in sweat, but it was SO worth it.