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Have some fun, feed the meter 

It's no picnic trying to park in Uptown during the week

Is it just me, or when going out, does parking seem to regulate the fun meter of the evening -- or at least the attitude going into it? When you find two vacated white lines on first try, it's typically a good night; convenience is crucial. When you spend 30 minutes trying to find a parking spot and then have to walk a mile to the venue, it can take 30 percent off the fun meter. At least, while on the walk, you can pass an ATM to replenish the parking fee loss.

Parking in Uptown is perhaps the bane of my existence. Dealing with the clusterfuck of a garage, no street parking permitted from 4 to 6 p.m., and the fact it's illegal to turn left off Tryon makes fighting through morning traffic like a trip to Chuck E. Cheese. Especially when it's raining. I don't understand why, when it rains, people go into hibernation and get into so many wrecks. You do not need four wheel drive to operate a motor vehicle in the rain -- it's not sleet or snow. It's not necessary to run to the grocery store to stock up on milk and bread, just take more caution when braking and break out the umbrella. Because sometimes it's worth it.

Cason-Point: When you're going to Tilt for some Creative Lounging. If you work in Uptown you can just walk over after work; however, if you are a commuter it's best to park on Poplar or in the Sixth Street garage utilizing the parking ticket validation system. Last week, those who were brave enough to battle parking in addition to the sleet and snow (or rain rather) won movie tickets and DVDs, lounged, watched college football and danced – all at the same time. And they did so with some cool people including an assortment of dance teamers, my fellow paid partier Tonya Jameson, celebrity chef Marvin Woods and the monsters from Nightmare on Independence.

Tricks and Treats: Speaking of which, last Saturday was the nightlife holiday Halloween, and of course there was a plethora of parties for trick or drinking and bobbing for apples. OK, so maybe not so much bobbing – for apples at least. Why don't they just change the name of Halloween to "dress like a slut night"? This year, the most festive party was the one at the Men's Club. I already dressed up like a monster – that's about as festive as I felt like getting. So, I went as a cock – a USC Gamecock, that is – to watch the USC vs. UT game. But when people asked me what I was I replied, "It's Britney, bitch!" I am so just kidding.

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