In which FHC unveils the DC version of NYC’s HBP

Following Fagat’s suggestion and taking advantage of the fact that I was at the Diner yesterday, I went ahead and found out about Washington DC gay A list. We indeed have a nerdy version of the HBP called the Monday Night Drinking Club (in short MNDC), a lighthearted group of young people in their late twenties/early thirties (most of them Kevin D.’s exes as well as Ben T. and his eq….exquisite buddy John J. and...yes LL himself until he was kicked out ) headed by the equally delightful Joël G. (331 friends on friendster and growing) who wrote in his own blog “i don't like the idea of being a TOTAL follower” in order to hide the fact that he actually heads the MNDC. The MNDC has also a PR person: the charming Gerard Q. Most of their members have at least a graduate degree or are getting one (they were pretty nerdish and persecuted in high school but sometimes managed to join a fraternity in college), they all have Tivo, like to listen to Postal Service, Scissors Sisters, Jeff Buckley and Rufus Wainwright and wear tiny sneakers (they have a lot of sneakers in their closet), inexpensive cotton T-shirts (with witty albeit not rude slogans or icons) with very expensive jeans – some were even seen wearing a corduroy or a velvet jacket this winter. Then again they could wear a dress shirt with a Puma sporty jacket for a more formal outing (like a birthday dinner – they LOVE to celebrate birthdays). They go out to Taint and Cobalt but almost never to Apex or Nation (besides for Madonnarama even if in general they declare preferring under-appreciated artists). They meet every Monday night at the Diner which they used to rule until they replaced the waiters by pretty waitresses. They avoid shaving as long as it does not hurt their career prospects (they actually go for the scruffy look) and drink very light beer (and Martinis when they have an opportunity to cross-dress like for Miss Adam’s Morgan). They are slim and sometimes toned but never buff. Their first gay sexual encounter happened during their sophomore year in college. The MNDC guys smoke but only when they are out or in a group; they all have an ambien prescription but never tried Ecstasy and are not interested thank you. They travel once a year to Europe (or Israël if they are not gentiles but most of them are) and bring back even more sneakers and T-shirts with even wittier logos – they particularly like London. However, the MNDC is almost exclusively composed of white Americans and the occasional Eastern European boyfriend. Yet one might notice that MNDC people manage their money really well and are never completely broke even with their huge student loans. They have a very conflicted relationship with capitalism and religion and have many many many girlfriends. The only topic they never discuss is the israelo-palestinian conflict and their political idol is Bill Clinton. Honesty is their first characteristic quickly followed by fun-loving. They have important difficulties to stay in a relationship (after 2 or 3 days) but are working on it with their shrink. Overall, the MNDC has not yet broken the parental mould but cracked it a little anyway so they could become bobo gay boys. Of course, one could wonder where it leaves the whole Clint M./Campbell M./ Alex S./Thomas B. clique, or the Wallach place bourgeoisie. Perhaps we could consider that in DC, there is many HBPs: one for each generation or…is it social status? or perhaps income level. I'll try to follow up on this.

In other news, I played six times King’s crossing by Elliott Smith on my way to work and another six times after lunch: I might need a Xanax tonight. I am just a little disappointed that David Blaine did not suffocate to death.

Comments

[LL]

FHC - I need to get more sneakers!

[Fagat]

This is appalling.

Also, a total ripoff of Monday Night Drinking NIGHT (R.I.P.) instituted in Tenleytown in the summer of 2001.

[LL]

I think Fagat is just bitter that FHC's social references and name dropping habits don't revolve around people named "Dylan" and "Fabian."

[Gerard Q.]

Oh FHC, as if I needed another reminder of why I enjoy you so much...J'aime...

[mark h.]

hilarious. i love it.

[joel]

this is kinda ridiculous- have you been talking to my mom?

and note to fagat-- MNDC is actually a ripoff of monday night drinking CLUB started at *vassar* circa 1999. we have always been forthright with that..(anything that started in tenleytown sounds pretty lame)

bien fait, FHC~

[Sam]

Pull those reigns back, Napoleon...I thought my psychiatrist had his work cut out for him with my baggage--thank god I didn't have to climb that horse.

I had never realized the monday night drinking club was so elite. I must have slipped in on the low income carpet-ride. that's the one ON WHICH the two teachers and public defender ride...and sometimes carlos, the non-white, with hands in the air throughout the entire journey, mind you, giggling like school girls with every pass...weeeee

And, my scruff just may lead one to assume that I am purposefully disheveled; yet, you may rest assured that it is simply a result of my own indolence.

So, despite its origin, senor, you should join next week. You can come to the oh so posh duplex diner and sip Michelob with me. I'll swing by on my magic carpet beforehand if you like, unless your wealthy European family has already purchased you a mode of transport. :)

[Napoleon]

Sam. I’ll gladly come taste some of that unaffected indolence, semi-poverty, latino atmosphere on a Monday night as soon as LL returns to DC as I am a bit afraid to go by myself.

[Sam]

wonderful!

[a new guy called Carlos]

That has to be one of the funniest things I have ever read and I’ve never even been to the diner on a Monday night. Thank you for nice work day interlude FHC.