Flashback Friday: Saturday Nights at the Cellar Door (and other fond clubbing memories)

Is this my second post on clubbing?!  What can I say?  I like to dance?

When I was in high school (millions of years ago), there was an underage club in Richmond, VA called The Cellar Door.  It was an interesting place; the music alternated from hip-hop (not my thing) to punk/new wave (my thing) every half hour.  The demographic of the dancefloor cycled continually throughout the night. 

My bff, Jennifer, and I would punk out and hit the Door every Saturday night (sometimes Fridays, too, but the crowd was better on Saturdays).  I really looked forward to it...really really really (read: hot punk boys)!  Sometimes afterward, we'd converge on the Burger King up the street, or sneak through the Fan (a district of Richmond where 2 teen girls should definitely not have been out in alone after midnight) or Hollywood Cemetery.

I've loved dancing from the Door days on.  I didn't go out much after high school...college and work took most of my time.  Then I joined the Air Force and didn't go out clubbing until I hit Misawa, Japan.  I know this will sound improbable, but that small farming town had one of the BEST Goth clubs EVER!  It was called The Garage and a couple of Americans dj'ed there, Basil and later, Jose.  Of all my hang-outs, The Garage is my all-time favorite.  I had some amazing friends there.  Great times!

I kinda have the clubbing itch, ya know?   

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