Erika's Annex Page 551 - Still Spotted, Still Downtown

Come and meet those dancing feet On the avenue I'm taking you to, Forty-second Street. Hear the beat of dancing feet It's the song I love the melody of, Forty-second Street.. Well, moi was only forty blocks off - close enough when you think of the distance to Alpha Centauri. But yes, moi is still downtown, now ready to chronicle the denizens of the gritty urban landscape that is Club Syren! So come with moi for a while and make yourselves comfortable.... .

Allow moi, gentle readers or viewers, to take the wieght off of moi's tootsies in preparation for the remainder of tonight's chronicle. For moi had much to chronicle and moi feels the need to be sitting comfortably before moi begins. ..

First, let moi dispose of some mainstays of the Erika saga. .

SOME OTHER DUDE, casting a skeptical eye over the frivolity, or perhaps he ate a bad taco. .

TWG, with SOME DUDE, having entirely too much fun - There oughta be a law. .

Now to the main meat of the narrative. The evening was one of pursuits, encounters and reunions. First, the pursuit. . .

Moi resorted to the subterfuge of having MOI'S picture taken in Brenda's vicinity (see seated poses above, and the results below). Ain't moi a clever clogs? .

Above are TWO angels and to the right is Angel also taking the weight off her feet. .

As for reunions, there were many .

DJ Julie had arrived back from Las Vegas. .

Umm and moi got reacquainted, but apparently not to the extent of reminding each other of names .

Jamie, on the other hand, is unforgettable - so cu-u-u-te .

On moi's way out, moi encountered one half of the usually inseparable Jen and Jerri, their indivisibility rent asunder by the need to find parking .

Moi fears though that moi tarries too long, for the witching hour is long past and moi needs moi's beauty sleep. Moi is confronted therefore with the need to end this page appropriately. Moi reached deep into moi's photographic archive and . .identified a suitable end. .

Moi thinks that you will be hard pressed to quibble with the suitability of this end, as you gather up your belongings and head back to the Photopage List. Buh-bye. .