NIGHTLIFE
Tricks and Treats
November 3, 2005
The Streets of Downtown Pontiac were filled with ghosts, goblins and a few pimps and hoes. This Halloween weekend surpassed anything party animals like yours truly could have hoped for. This being my first article for the STLD, lets get a few things out in the open. Yes, it’s true I love to go out and hit the best of the best parties and clubs in the area.  If it means going out seven days a week I’ll put on a brave face and get to it.  I welcome all ideas, if you think a club is “all that” let me know. I will get to the bottom of it and deliver my reports straight to you.

  My first voyage of this Halloween weekend took me a little north of the Woodward loop all the way to Clarkston. The Second Annual “CreepOween” took place on Friday, if you missed it be sure to make plans now for next year. Your party host “Creep” who’s name has to be protected to keep our friends from Oakland County off his tail took this event to the next level. Six full sized heated tents, a secret VIP room that was hidden behind a coffin and a few of the areas finest DJ’s spinning all night, those masters of the ones and twos included DJ Godfather, Ryan Richards, DJ Que and the sounds of DJ Sweet Madness straight out of LA.

This event rumored to have continued till the wee hours of the morning was one for the record books. The beautiful girls of the new Salon U in Lake Orion treated us to some hot moves on the dance floor. Thanks a lot ladies those Alice in wonderland costumes were some of the hottest of the party. When the sun started to “creep”(forgive the pun) over the trees I realized it was time for McDonalds to start serving breakfast and with a Egg Mc Muffin in hand, I went home. Ears still humming and smiling from ear to ear. Thanks Creep.

         The early morning bus blasted loudly outside my loft. Upon rising and making a cup of coffee I realized I was ready for the next experience. The Rave from the Grave at Clutch Cargos is a Pontiac tradition. The search for the most amazing costume was on the way. Sponge Bob, a rock star, maybe Dracula what was I to be? Don’t hold your breathe I decided on myself. Yes, that’s right I was me,  The line was long and the costumes put mine to shame as I proceeded to network my way to the front, I walked pass a few young ladies that didn’t check the weather before leaving the house. It’s amazing how little a skirt can be, but not to be a judge I kissed a few cheeks and went straight into the VIP. The VIP booths were full of old friends and family. One of the best bartenders in the area Laura, dressed as one of Pontiacs Finest, took care of an old friend as the night went along. Those “Sex with an Alligator “shots had the crowd in a complete frenzy.

Then it was off to Tonic, the rumor was that the Black Eyed Peas were headed there for the official After Party.  Well, Marty, Robb and the boys didn’t disappoint, the Black eyed Peas were in the house and hung out with the fans. There was one disappointment the first lady of the radio waves couldn’t make it to Tonic. Fergie, (the hottest lumps and humps around) was a no show. Word around the camp fire she had a very sore throat and stayed back at the hotel. Whatever, all I heard from the concert goers was The Black Eyed Peas show at the Palace was as good if not better than the headliner Miss Gwen Stefani. I couldn’t decide, a “Holla Back Girl” or those “Humps”. What’s a man to do?

         Leaving there with an extra hour on my hands, (thanks day light saving pumpkin). I was on my way to Sevin. This place if you haven’t been there is the most beautiful in the city of Pontiac. The service is great, especially if you know the “Rock star” the best bartender in the city works at Sevin . He is always ready and willing to make the finest concoctions to satisfy any taste. The ladies of Sevin were dressed to haunt any mans fantasies. From Snow White, Alice in Wonderland or that beautiful Genie, the ladies of Sevin leave no question, the staff is hot. There is no other way to say it, HOT! The Goose was flowing but it was time to make my way to the casa, we all need some sleep from time to time. Knowing of the adventure waiting for me on Sunday I was ready for some needed rest,

The Halloqueen and King party at Tonic was the only place to be on Sunday night. Getting ready for this event was even harder than the others. Fours days of playing dress up can be trying on ones patience. Then it hit me a suit, a toy gun and a old school hat. What costume do you have you may ask? Al Capone good enough for me, I was ready to head out. The blasting sounds of 95.5 hit me as I exited my door. The voice of Millan leading me down Saginaw like the pied Piper, I knew I was in for a great time. Walking through the door, the crowd was electric, Head Nurses, The Hulk and Little Bo Peep passed me by in a Jager bomb haze. It was a wonderful sight. The hostess with the most, Nadia was serving the drinks and dazzling everyone with that beautiful smile. The night was a great success and fun was had by all.

I surely can’t wait till next year when we all can get together and sit in a Pumpkin patch that is the most sincere, and wait for the Great Pumpkin. Oh, there I go being a block head again, good grief! This Halloween weekend was a little more memorable than most, it seemed that more “adults” were getting into the swing of things. Remember, not only children like to explore the bounds of creativity. Having fun is not something that stops with age it is something that should get better, wiser, and more cutting edge. The special thing about Halloween is that you for one night, or in my case an entire week. You can be anything you want, nothing is off limits. Be as crazy or spooky as you’d like, and remember if you look for the ridiculous in everything you’ll find it. Trust me.

Justin J. Roettger
jrock@stldmag.com   

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