I'm planning on going again before the summer screenings end, only next time, my arse is going to be early, have a better selection of nibbles, wine stored in a cooler, pillows, and I'll have an entourage with me (I'm looking at all of my L.A. readers/bloggers/lovers/friends).
After the movie, Paul & I decided that a drink was in order (never mind the 2 bottles of wine that we just polished off). I wanted to pop Paul's cherry by taking him to a Tiki bar, and I had my mind set on the Tiki Ti in Silverlake, but when we drove past, the line outside made me reconsider. Lucky for us that the Tiki was packed, because we ended up checking out Akbar just across the street.
It's been years since I last shimmied & shook at Akbar. Great crowd (fun mix of people with zero attitude), music that was literally stolen from my Itunes 80's playlist (Yazoo, Total Coelo, Sparks, Cee Farrow, etc. ), and strong, cheap drinks all added up to make this one helluva place to get your drink/groove on.
Oh, and I may have lied to the Colombian Go-Go Boy and told him that it was Paul's birthday...and Paul may have gotten felt up by Senor Bogota as a result.
Note to self: Make sure to have camera with you at all times.