Welcome back to the ongoing Blogtown series “Worst. Night. Ever.” Every Wednesday during our weekly pitch meetings, there is one member of our editorial staff—this is almost always Patrick Alan Coleman—who blurts out an event (“JUNE 17, ANNUAL AIR GUITAR TUG-O-WAR AND JELLY-OFF!”) in the hopes that we will recommend it in the paper. Instead […]
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WNE #3: Wet T-Shirt Contest at Club Sesso
The Club Sesso wristband politely encourages you to “PARTY! PARTY! PARTY!” Guys. That was hardly the Worst. Night. Ever. Admittedly I was a little freaked out about going to Club Sesso—it wasn’t the idea of a sex club per se that made me uncomfortable, so much as the prospect of spending an evening with what […]
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Worst. Night. Ever. #3
Welcome to a new Blogtown series that we like to call “Worst. Night. Ever.” Every Wednesday during our weekly pitch meetings, there is one member of our editorial staff—this is almost always Patrick Alan Coleman—who blurts out an event (“JUNE 14, CELEBRITY KEGEL WORKSHOP AND FISH FRY!”) in the hopes that we will recommend it […]
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Worst. Night. Ever. #2 – Wrap Up
Thanks to a whopping 53 percent of your votes, the second excursion in the Mercury‘s poorly conceived Worst. Night. Ever. series meant I spent my Friday night at Cuda Cabaret at Barracuda. You guys thought you were soooooo clever. You guys thought you were forcing me to have the worst night ever. You guys were […]
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Worst. Night. Ever. #2
Welcome to a new Blogtown series that we like to call “Worst. Night. Ever.” Every Wednesday during our weekly pitch meetings, there is one member of our editorial staff—this is almost always Patrick Alan Coleman—who blurts out an event (“APRIL 13TH, REVERSE COWGIRL CLINIC FOR THE ELDERLY IN ESTACADA, $75!”) in the hopes that we […]
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Worst. Night. Ever. #1 – Wrap Up
Thanks to 42% of your vote, the initial voyage of our poorly-planned Worst. Night. Ever. series placed myself, and my very understanding better half, at the 8th Annual Pimps N Ho’s Ball at Dante’s. At least it wasn’t the Eagles, right? Sponsored by KUFO and headlined by Smoochknob & the Smoochgirls, the event’s title was […]
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Worst. Night. Ever. #1
Should Ezra go to the Eagles concert, watch a sex-positive feminist consciousness-raising play, or attend the Pimps N Ho’s Ball? You decide!