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Celebrating My Birthday at Orlando’s The Hideaway Bar

March 20, 2013

Last Monday, I turned 44.  To celebrate, I invited friends to The Hideaway Bar, a spot located in Orlando, Florida.

the hideaway bar


Me at 44.  I still have a hairline.  Yet, because my hair is always screwed up, I prefer wearing hats.

Photo by Casey Dayhoff

Photo by Casey Dayhoff

Photo by Heather Kingsbury

Photo by Heather Kingsbury



woman wearing glasses


guy with glasses in a bar



franki messina


mike piazza


Brian and Heather

couple in a bar



hang loose, satan sign, heavy metal sign


Shawnette, the bartender

the hideaway bar orlando



the hideaway bar orlando


Casey prepared a surprise for me on the bathroom chalkboard.

happy birthday

the hideaway bar

Photo by Brian Kingsbury

Photo by Heather Kingsbury

Photo by Heather Kingsbury


After most folks left around one, Casey and I headed to The Peacock Room.  My celebration was originally planned for The Peacock Room.   Every Monday, DJs Waldo Faldo and Rick Jones play classic hip hop and dance music, reason Peacock was my first choice.  Yet, these two weren’t on Peacock’s schedule.  At the last minute, they posted announcements on Facebook they were playing.  By this time, I had already scheduled for The Hideaway, something I really didn’t regret.

DJ Waldo Faldo

laptop dj


Rick Jones

guy shaking his ass


Me and Suzan

at the bar with suzan elizabeth


After all the boozing, I really don’t remember the roads I drove on the way home.

Oh well, I enjoyed my evening.  Folks paid for my drinks all night.  I’m thankful for the friends I have.  Plus a big shot out to The Hideaway Bar for the hospitality.

The Party at Peacock Room

November 18, 2012


Last Friday, another Happy Hour gig at Peacock Room happened.

For new readers, Peacock Room is located in Orlando, Florida.

First, I shall tell what happened earlier during the evening.  In the beginning, I played a mixture of 80s and 70s.

Then, two young ladies approached me.

“Um…I like the music you’re playing,” one said, sounding like a typical, annoying, air head. “But…um…this request is going to be a stretch for you.  This is…um…going to be out of your range.”

“If it’s out my range,” I started. “Why are you asking me in the first place?”

She remained silent for a few moments.

I was being a dick on purpose.  I don’t mind requests.  Yet, I hate folks asking me for requests outside the genre I’m currently playing, especially when they don’t tip.

“Because…um…she’s going to dance to it,” the young lady said as she nodded to her friend.

By now, many of you may think I was talking to a white young lady.   Nope, the young lady possessed olive skin, suggesting she might be a Latina.

“What’s the song?” I asked.

“Wobble,” she said.

“I have it,” I answered.

“You’re going to play it next?”


As for asking me if I’m going to play it next, I hate that kind of shit too, especially when they don’t tip.

True to the young lady’s word, they danced when I played “Wobble” by Vic.

After my Happy Hour, The Party happened, an event involving three DJs.


Casey Van Buren.


DJ Mo: I didn’t know it at the time.  Tonight was his birthday.


It was her birthday too.


Cub. Not only a good DJ, but a damned good sound man, too.


Next week, after my happy hour, Bad Santa and the Angry Elves will be playing.  After seeing them and blogging about them before, I’m excited.