Me too! If your idea of fun is snorting an ounce of molly, slathering yourself in Vick's VapoRub, and dancing until you blackout and wake up in the back seat of a Plymouth owned by some guy who only identifies himself as Mr. Tsang, then you're weird. But if you enjoy dancing to house music and don't feel like Craig's List ride sharing your way to New York, come to Firefly on Church St in Lenox this Thursday at 10. Lenox Coffee family member Jerrid Coty is going to be spinning records until the wee hours, along with Bill Hartsig. Yeah, there's a $5 cover, but that includes an HJ. From me. Just kidding. Or am I? Yes.
Q: If all ravers are Asian, and all Asians wear knee socks then, by logical extension, do all ravers wear knee socks? It's been a while since the SATs, hasn't it, hot shot?