After Tuneyards, we had the most ridiculous night. Booty abounded.
We started off at Luck'ys again which was cool, but not as packed at before. It still had the dive bar, dance-floor-is-gonna-cave feel that I wish Buffalo had.
On the way out, we passed this bail bonds place with an upstairs that
(e:paul) and I had wondered about before - turns out it was a bathhouse with a huge rave going on underneath. It was called Hot Mass - Paul has already written about it but it was the one of the best parties I've ever been to (or smelled).

Outside the rave they were playing Judge Judy. Real strange.
Some Great Pictures