I spent last night at the Comet, a place where I always end up making out with inappropriate boys and talking porn (last night was no exception- hi Andy, hi F., hi Swedish guy whose name I never caught).

Last night, in addition to the make out sessions, I enjoyed something completely out of character for me- a hard thrashing hair metal band called Skeletor. I knew it was going to be good when the lead singer, dressed in tight black jeans and a leather & fleece viking vest, pulled out a sword and held it over his head in triumphant excaliber style. Upon seeing the sword, someone joked about it being a Lord of the Rings