Woot 2022 is on the list for Virginia! Woot we don’t miss EVERY show!

This week’s episode of “What We Do In Shadows” is the funniest thing in the history of the show. Worth the wait for this season of the show!

Screen shot of no ticket or cover listing for an event downtown Saturday. The odd part is the event above charging cover DID list prices, and so unlisted prices below hints at NO cover charge. So I went to an event listing no cover charge, and they charged too much to get into the music show. I walked away and home. I had money on my credit cards, and could have used it if they warned me! I did not take them to save space. Many other people around me walked away sad making the same mistake mumbling in anger. No wonder your business is failing horribly as you don’t let customers in the doors to buy stuff. You missed my wallet buying things that week sucky venue, and many other wallets besides. If this sort of thing happened in Austin I would go to the many other fun nightlife “back up” places to go. I would hassle a few fun friends in text messages until they put me on the guest list. There are none here! A pit of vicious mean people. This is why I so desperately need an RV because completely horrible people run downtown in Richmond, Virginia. There is nothing to pick from in the horrible abuse nightmare dating pool of Virginia.

I went downtown to Richmond, VA for an event last night. Every good thing in downtown closed due to the pandemic, and what is left is ALL violent crackheads. Things were far better when the Nancy Raygun club was still open in Virginia. They knew how to book events, and actually list ticket and cover charge prices well. Nights as horrible as that one make solid my belief that I must buy an RV and travel far from Richmond on weekends to survive emotionally. It was a fully horrible weekend.

My faith in Virginia humanity has been somewhat restored as I had a great time out dancing and enjoying music last Friday. It has inspired me to get out and about locally for music more often this year.

Calvin and age, the real truth. This is dedicated to every time I have heard The Cure and Depeche Mode at the food store when shopping.
