Shouldn't the sign read, "Enter as strangers, leave as tricks"??
Why do I feel like The Elite is some kind of gay sports bar? Is it a gay bar or gay sports bar?
I'd rather go to R-Place. In other words, I'd rather go to hell.
Where should we go get a drink then Poe?
I lived at the Sealth Vista, across from the B&O, for the first 2 years I lived in Seattle. The Elite II was my favorite bar in the city - cheep drinx, always great pinball, and a pool table you didn't have to wait 12 hours for. Not quite as sticky as the Elite.
It's hard to picture such a bright and sunny place as the next incarnation of the Elite, but I'm glad they're back.
The staff is pretty nice too. They seem to actually care that you are there unlike some other gay clubs on Capitol Hill that charge confusing progressive cover charges.
@4
The Saint? Only went in on opening night, was crazy crowded and I was drunk, need to get a better opinion.
Either that, or...um. Um. Ummmmmmmmm. Uuuuuuuum. Moe bar. I just like my haystacks, Bobby.
Well, elites can be both self-created and de-facto - and the meaning in the grander scheme of things depends on the person commenting on their existence.
In a family, your mom and dad are probably the elite.
And even our crazy uncle in the basement, Fnarf, could be called an elite ... or at least elitest ...
@ 6
you're right---i'll never forget the first time they asked me for cover at R PLACE--i BURST out laughing in the woman's face and never went back.
@7: the drinks will probably still be expensive, but whatever I had was awesome. I just can't remember what it was.
I just hate the bright (salmon?) colored walls... doesn't seem like enough of a bar atmosphere.
@10
I don't even remember drinking anything else. I just remember us all standing, waiting for the opportunity to get drinks. Then again, there are pictures of me sitting down, so I guess that must be around the time I blacked out.
@ 12...
well, that's step one out of the way.
Someone should open up a bar called "BAR" and riddle it with pictures of every other bar in Seattle. That would be interesting, to say the least.
@ 14...brilliant.
My ideas are free. Take them.
mine aren't. not at all. but everyone takes them anyway.
@12: I don't think you had anything, but I definitely did. I remember fighting my way through to the bartender and everything. And then we went and sat down. Somehow, you did make it.
well, poe, sounds like you found you calling. just make sure you leave your dog collar at the door.
went to elite for my b-day; very quiet, cheers-y feel there, wasn't a saturday though. great place to be when you don't feel like bouncing off the druggies at R-Place or Neighbours...oops! did I say that? gosh, so sorry; I meant to say, avoiding the barf stains on the floor when waiting in impossibly long lines at R-Place and Neighbours. Silly me.
I want to open a club called Rehab.
i want to open a rehab called Club.
i want to rehab and open club
i want to rehab an open club
bar covers are for chumps.
if you want me to shell out $$$ to enter your establishment, you'd better have some live entertainment, fatherfucker*...
*(mothers have been getting fucked for too long...it's the father's turn.)
Club Rehab? isn't that noc-noc?
I used to go out. Then someone locked me up in the coat check at The Cuff for seven years, and when I got out, it had sort of lost its appeal. I mostly just drink alone at home, with the lights off now.
thx very gracious to the POZ community to!
"as God intended" - perfect sentiment that is so wonderfully ironic when Adrian uses it.
@28
god, i love it when people get me.
@10 - I agree, your drink tasted great! But everything was a bit trop cher ... might be fun to drop in during happy hour! Wish it hadn't been quite so crowded ... and smelling of paint.
Will, re the crazy uncle comment:
You're projecting your own faults onto others. Again.
So typical.
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