Friend calls me up at around 11pm on an idle Friday night. Says "Hey man! Why don't you come down to this place to hang out? They have snacks!" so I told him "Where is it? I'll put the address in my GPS." My friend gives me the address, and as I'm typing it in my GPS, I realize its some kind of club. Now, I've been to clubs before, but knowing my friend, it wasn't the kind of club I'd go to, so I didn't think much about it, and hoped on my bike and rode off into the night.

As I'm wheeling around town, following the GPS, it takes me down a strange road. Everything around me seems to disappear, no trees, no cars, just a dirt road. So I stop and call my friend, he says he gave me the right address, he even asked an employee to confirm it. So, I hop back on my bike, and ride down the dirt path.

I pull into the parking lot of a fairly large building, not tall, just long. The sign reads "Glow Shows Club," and as I'm walking to the front door, I can hear the constant thump of music coming from inside. So I open the door, and find myself in a small room, my buddy in the corner, a 5 foot gray wolf, "Hey Seth!" he says, "Took ya long enough to get here!"
"Only because you had me going down some weird roads, John." I said.

He asks me if I brought any sticks, I said "Sticks? Wait...You brought me to a rave club...AND DIDN'T TELL ME TO GRAB MY STICKS!" John had always frustrated me like that, he would take you off to some strange place, without telling you things you needed to know about it first. But anyway, apparently, John DID like the clubs I do, and I was surprised I didn't know about this club before, I have never heard of it.

A dark shadow hands me a couple glow sticks with shoe-laces tied to the ends of them, so I take them. John pulls out a bucket of gunk, and dips his hand in it, he slathers it all over the tip of my tail, and and it starts to glow. He then clamps a glowing ring around the midsection of my tail, and asks me if I knew what I was doing. I said "Psssh... Do I know what I'm doing, of course!"

John shoves me out of a small door, and I wind up at the back of a LARGE croud, with Daft Punks "Television Rules the Nation" blasting out of several large speakers scattered throughout the VERY large room. The room looks like it could fit a football field or two in it, and is laden with lasers, smoke generators, and the almost soothing glow of glow sticks and miscellaneous glow-in-the-dark items. I, of course, already had on a glow in the dark t-shirt.

So I walk over to group I recognize, and find some of my raving friends there. We chat a little bit, and after the song changes to "Club Soda," we start to madly swing everything that glows in the dark that we had. I knew a few moves on the glow sticks, but being relatively new to the rave scene, I wasn't to good at them, but I had one move down pretty good, could never remember what its name was, but you basically spin two glow sticks in same direction, parallel to your body. If done correctly, it looks pretty cool.

I had a ball at that club, saved the address in my GPS for further use. I stayed there all night! Must have been about 6 or 7 in the morning by the time I got home. All I remember from the trip home, was that the sun was coming up, and shining directly into my eyes.

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Little story I came up with to go with this picture, was a pain in the butt to get some decent looking lasers in there, but I had fun with it. 'Check out that crapgound!'™