gimme the coke!

i've recently read that jack nicholson was allowed to improvise part of his scenes for this year's best pic winner "the departed". and that one such scene was the one in which he throws a handful of coke over the naked bodies of some hookers.

you might now ask yourself why a wholesome girl like myself would bring this up in her so far squeaky-clean blog (check the most recent posting and go "aww"!). well, i think jack might like berlin. a few years ago when i left germany for LA, somebody told me "good luck in sodom!". turns out this person has probably never ventured outside of my provincial home town. in LA people are in bed by midnight (2.15am on the weekends), so they can rise at 6am the next day for their ashtanga yoga class. but here in b-town people go out earliest at midnight and most of them never even seem to hit their beds at all. which begs the question, how they can keep up a lifestyle like this.

well, let me reflect on my first night out here. it happened in late january when an acquaintance invited me out to a night at "the big blue" for its 5-year-anniversary. i happily agreed and it turned out to be a heck of a party. dozens of gorgeous people in gorgeous outfits shaking their booties to dance music which was actually quite bearable. i happily settled in a corner with my friend and watched the bartenders getting more and more undressed over the course of the night. that is, all of them but one. he actually was kinda naked already when i came. at least he wore a skin-colored bodysuit with a furry patch over his crotch and a zipper imitating his butt crack... but while i was soaking in the scenery, i could not help but notice that "the big blue" is actually tiny and orange. well, i guess all of that changes once you've gone through the big door to the left in the back to snort some coke! which to me answered a lot of questions about the party and b-town nightlife right there.

i didn't actually go through the door, but was offered some of the good stuff right there at the bar. guess, they thought i needed to loosen up or something. i happily declined and was promptly asked if i at least would join a bunch of people later at the kitkat-club (where liza did her aerobics in "cabaret"). but since my acquaintance had earlier told me that that club now functions as b-town's most famous swinger-club, i happily declined again. thought it was kinda flattering though.

nonetheless that night i opened my personal berlin snog-fest. but more about that in my next post.