Lit Lounge 8th Anniversary – 2.22.10

Lit Lounge Anniversary

I have had these photos ready to go for months now. That whole getting hacked thing caused most of the delay because even though we recently solved that problem the one thing that we lost permanently was my old archives. I had an internal use only version of my old website that didn’t have any of the images, just the text, that way I could go back and check my archives. I could pull up a random folder, like for example a folder only called 2.22.10 and then I could type 2.22.10 into my archival site and pull up that night. I could then see what the party was, what I was doing in my life and what happened that night. It was a great tool and it was deleted forever.

My former webmaster thought she had a back up so she sent me those files, I sent them to the guy who unfucked my website and he uploaded all the files she sent and it turns out it was just some random early version of the current site that only had four posts. No idea what happened there. Since then, I have found my backup of the site, but it’s not the archive site, it’s just the whole ass website, so I can hopefully build back a new archives site, but that probably won’t happen for a while because I have spent all my money on my goddamn house. Anyway long story short I don’t have my notes from February 22nd, 2010… but I do have some memories. 

First things first I know it was Lit Lounge’s 8th anniversary party. I actually had to look up which anniversary it was, but I knew it was an anniversary. Lit was one of my all time favorite bars. Before I even moved to NYC one of the best days of my life ended dancing at Lit (it almost ended at an emergency room, but that’s another story). The bar had an art gallery in the back, and incredibly seedy basement, and multiple lockable bathrooms. There are not a lot of places on earth more conducive to debauchery. 

The other thing I remember from this night, is that earlier that day the US beat Canada in a huge Olympic hockey game. We of course then lost to them in the gold medal game in heartbreaking fashion, but the reason I remember that day is because in the Lit photo gallery there are a few photos that I shot on a 70-200mm lens, and it’s the only time I have ever brought that lens to the club and the only reason I brought it to the club was because I brought it to watch US hockey at a bar in the East Village and the only reason I brought it to that bar in the first place was because I had just bought it and it was snowing and I had my friend Vicky meet me at the bar and we shot topless photos in the snow. I actually really loved those photos and I am going to re-edit those right now and upload them to Girls of Driven By Boredom, so if you are seeing this, they are up there right now. 

You know I love a tangent, but let’s get back to it… What else? For some reason that POS rapist Ron Jeremy was there that night. I used to run into him all the time and he always sucked even before I knew all the shit he did. Aside from that, so, so many of my friends were there and so many girls I had crushes on and went on one date and then just became friends with after it didn’t work out because I was a mess back then. I guess I wasn’t so bad if they still wanted to be friends with me, but I was not really someone anyone took seriously as a romantic partner. Oh and speaking of dates, the girl who I went on my first ever internet dating site date was randomly at the party. We lived in Richmond, VA and we met on a site called Make Out Club (iykyk). She moved to NYC first and then when I moved there she moved back to RVA, but just happened to be in NYC that night.  

Anyway, I honestly don’t really remember anything else and this has gone on long enough, but I know people are going to dig these photos because pretty much everyone from like 5 different downtown scenes was there because Lit had something different going on every night. Shit, even my terrible punk band used to play there. Man I miss that spot.

Anyway check the gallery below, and then if you feel like it you can go look at some photos of my old friend Vicky topless in the snow taken earlier that day. She isn’t in this gallery at all, but I promise you will dig the photos if you like that sort of thing. Okay bye.