Mel

It’s just another Wednesday… You know how we do it!

Today just called for a Happy Hour. With great intentions of ending starting at Sushi Rock, waiting for friends, I drop in at Liquid — and stayed. I guess I get off work earlier than most. Stuck around there for a few — meeting up for a drink with someone I forgot I met on Saturday in an earlier drunken bar fit. Continued the evening with a light dinner at Opa! in Ohio City. Shared a bottle of...

Mel

So you wanna date Mel?

Here are some fabulous suggestions for dates in the Cleveland area (much better than “I’ll-meet-ya-for-drinks-at-XYZ-in-Lakewood”): 1. Cleveland Rock Gym 2. Twilight at the Zoo (August) 3. Natural History Museum Observatory 4. Lunch outdoors at the Botanical Gardens 5. Geocaching in the Cleveland Metroparks 6. Teach me to Salsa — or learn with me. Maybe we’ll move up to...

Mel

And I never even got to use it…

Is it not sad and completely ridiculous that I will not date someone because they have the same coffee table as my ex? Just me then…

Mel

To Philly Steak:

Beyonce, Soul Train, and The One and Only Peter Griffin, I don’t know why, but I love you. I mean, I know why, maybe I don’t know how, but wasn’t completely ready to embrace it. We’ve dated on some different silly long distance email/text-messaging/drunken-Saturday-night-dialing level. We’ve got to know each other in an experience neither one of us could have imagined....

Mel

Welcome to the Club… uh, where is it?

THIS is what pisses me off about Cleveland. Thanks, Cleveland.com for your continued success in updating something as mindless as a club guide for the Warehouse District. Let’s see… Cabaret Dada – Closed. Cloud 9 – Infrequently unopened. Club Atlantis – Uh, Closed. Eve – EVE? Hasn’t that been closed for like 5 freakin’ years? And been 4 clubs since? Funky...

Mel

Wasn’t Sinergy the computer on Jem?

I’m not feeling especially snarky this morning, so please excuse my post dripping with hungover bar drool… Saturday was that beautiful day that made Cleveland completely liveable… until you’re on the lake and realize how skanky fish-like the water is. The early afternoon hours were spent sunbathing at Lakewood Park. Those crazy kids made a lovely afternoon extra special by playing...

Mel

Why is my alarm going off at 6am on a Saturday? Gawd!

I wake up Wednesday (not at home) and turn off the alarm on my phone. Upon hearing 40-so minutes of garbage trucks and beer bottles, I realize it’s 9am and I’m late. Really late considering I have to drive all the way home, dress appropriately, then drive another 30 east to the office. Made it in by 10. How do I do it? Tuesday was Dad’s birthday, so we went to the Indians game. Finally...

Mel

Effing Tribe

Monday Night Baseball date with #1. Started with dinner at the Terrace Club and he scored some awesome seats that were soooo rudely interrupted by storm clouds and oh yeah, the Indians sucking a big one. Always a pleasant Jacobs Field experience when more cheers are yelled for the opposing team and the drunkards (myself included) are booing Johnson. Seriously. Sit him down. Shut him up. Take his $3...

Mel

“I’m about to make out with a cowboy. I’ll call you back!”

C-bus, baby! Such a perfect sunny weekend to wine/dine/shop in such a vibrant and eclectic city. Shortly after arrival, spent Saturday afternoon doing above-mentioned activities in the Short North. Fueled the sweaty walk-a-thon with lunch at Zetas. Mmmm… gyros. Pulled myself off my wealthy-wishing cloud before I potentially could have bargained with the devil for some serious cash at Dr. Mojo for...

Mel

I have no idea who that chick was…

Pay no mind to that drunken somber chick down there in the last post. Good thing she wasn’t in bed with me when I woke up. Hate when that shit happens. Like, “Get the fuck out!” Ladies night was the obvious cause of drunken shenanigans on a Thursday night starting and ending with the familiar faces of the Kenilworth. Yes, I am Kenilworthy! Mid-between-time checked out Crazy Rita’s...

Mel

“Use your inside voices, please. The pianoman has started!”

Date night at the Velvet Tango Room, whereby my friend enjoyed tinkering with her drink to the tune of too much olive juice on her date with #2. (Sorry, Tatiana!) The single gentleman to my date’s right got a kick out of her antics. You’re welcome for the laughs. I started with the Maker’s Mark Whiskey Sour (Mmmm… whiskey), turned to the Ramos Gin Fizz (Seriously! Like an alcoholic...

Mel

Is anyone else winded?

Half-assed Weekend Wrap-Up. So… I met this guy that we’ll have to call No.1, and not in like some perverse bathroom joke kind-of-way, but because my party buddy and I met two guys with the same name and he-and-I talked first, so he’s No.1, kind-of-way, anyways… met him the day that Cinci boy decided to promote his non-existance and hung out with him three days in a row. Friday...

Mel

I can see clearly now, the boy is gone.

I took Thursday off as result of coming down with some strange fever/cold/scratchy throat thing… but nothing says “I’m cured!” like the start of the weekend. Friday was the grand opening/VIP/Media party at View for the Skybar Rooftop unveil. Great view, albeit a chilly summer night to enjoy drunks drinks on the roof. The Bacardi set-up was horribly misplaced at top of the stairs and...

Mel

Serenity now. Insanity Later.

The last few days have been a bit surreal. Some really wierd random shit has happened since Saturday. I waited around for some sort of contact throughout the day for my guy to arrive in Cleveland somewhere around ten threw in the towel and went out. I played designated driver during daylight hours, but made up for it later when I sucked down Jack like it was water starting first at Liquid, then danced...

Mel

I found you Miss New Booty!

Struggles of planning a day after being out too past bedtime and awakening ante meridian. Nowhere near the 2 o’clock afternoon-ish I had in mind when I crashed out in my bed after licking my plate clean at My Friends in Lakewood. Seriously. Blech! Oh yeah, Mel… you just HAD to have bleu cheese for your home fries. Or were those hash browns? I do know it was a *tasty* 6 egg+ omellete with...