Half-price drinks at Rhino this Friday, 5-9, in honor of David Carradine’s birthday!
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| Sign language for "grasshopper." |
David Carradine’s birthday was yesterday, December 8th. Sadly, the revered star of the 1970s TV series “Kung Fu” and the 1990s follow-up series “Kung Fu: The Legend Continues” died three years ago in Bangkok, Thailand when a foray into the pleasures of the flesh via autoerotic asphyxiation went terribly awry and he choked to death in his hotel room. Presumably, his ladyboy prostitute accompaniment absconded with the previously agreed-upon fee, a lifetime of haunted dreams, and a story to share with the other Bankok cross-dressing prostis that, by now, has no doubt achieved legendary status.
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| Dudes. And yeah, they have their own beauty contest. |
But that’s neither here nor there, the terms of Carradine’s death. Because, though the man has passed on, the legend continues. As a wise old cowboy once said, “I guess that’s the way the whole durned human comedy keeps perpetuatin’ itself, down through the generations, westward the wagons, across the sands of time,” until sooner or later you find yourself a little further down the trail, sippin’ sasparilla and reflecting on those stories and memories that make this whole experience so interesting.
So Rhino Bar is celebrating Carradine’s birthday, Kung Fu, and legends in general – all that crap – at happy hour today. Half-price drinks and food as usual, then the party continues all night upstairs. It’s gonna be legendary!
The irony, of course, is not lost on me, the focus on legends and memories in a venue that exists in no small part to hinder the memory functions of the brain. But don’t be a smart ass. Just live it up, bitches, and don’t be afraid to explore the pleasures of the flesh via autoerotic intoxication. And don’t worry. Even if your memory doesn’t hold up, your legend will live on, gossipy ladyboys willing.
See you there!
Cheers!
P.S. Shout to Rosemary Clooney, who died under much less interesting circumstances but could make a living room curtain into a stylish evening gown with her eyes closed.
| George Clooney's Aunt, seriously. |


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