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From 2008 to 2015 I wrote a weekly column for Synthesis Weekly under the name Zooey Mae. What started as an outlet to review graphic novels and comic books evolved over the years to cover everything from pop culture to whatever menial event was happening in my life. Looking back, I think I spent much too much time regaling Chico with tales of my allergies. 

Watch That First Step, It's A Doozy

Originally published in Synthesis Weekly: July 2011

Last weekend was, as the infamous Ned Ryerson said, “a doozy”. It began with some spectacular people-watching at LaSalle’s and Beta, included a stop at the now-legendary “Olive Dome” and ended with rose wine and fireworks. For me, a stop at LaSalle’s usually requires a certain amount of mental lubrication garnered from liberal amounts of vodka. Friday was no different, although once inside I stumbled upon a gem that made me rethink my LaSalle’s prerequisites. A black sequin-clad woman, approximately age sixty-five was cutting a mean rug across the dance floor, the likes of which I would bet LaSalle’s has never experienced. With generous hip-thrusting and finger-snapping, this sexy beast not only owned the dance floor but trounced that bitch like it owed her money. Shortly after witnessing the sequined sex machine on the dance floor, I lost a bet to DJ Jigga Julee on the back patio when she played Ginuwine’s Pony and not a single person danced. C’est la vie I suppose, but seriously, what’s wrong with you guys? When I was in seventh grade that shit was the jam. If you’re ever bored at work and need a little respite, look at www.dancingalonetopony.tumblr.com. Check it out and thank me later. Seriously.

Beta was entertaining as ever, although I have to say, every time I step foot in Lost On Main, I always find myself wondering what look the owners were going for in their decorating choices. The current look says something along the lines of, “we pulled all our holiday decorations out of our garage and glued, stapled, and welded them to the walls and ceilings.

This fourth of July was a fairly mellow one for me, it consisted of a BBQ, fireworks, and an odd encounter with a Tila Tequila/Amy Winehouse type that left me wondering if the number of tattoos one has is in direct proportion of the figurative chip on your shoulder. My personal experiences with heavily tattooed people leads me to believe the aforementioned statement is probably false, although if there were such an equation it would probably involve a lot of external factors like age, occupation, and daddy issues.

“Tats” (as the kids call em’ these days) and music was my inspiration for selecting this weeks comic-related topic. CBGB, released by Boom! Studios,chronicles the legendary CBGB club and the adventures that tookplace there. For those of you who have never heard of CBGB, this is the New York venue that broke musical acts like The Ramones, Blondie, The Misfits, and Talking Heads. CBGB tells the tale of one music fan’s life over the decades. From indie creators Jamie Hernandez, Kieron Gillen, Chuck BB and many more, this series brings this legendary venue to the pages of comics with a writing and artistic style that screams punk rock. 

Arielle Mullen