One Forty Seven [Point] Five

Get to 999 at 930, plug in my pod, have a beer. Horchata, Robin Hood, and EoH meet me a little while later for shots of Jamieson, Ketel One, and beers. Rufus meets us an hour later. Craig's DJing is sick -- every song that plays is what I want to hear. Craig's brother drives me and Craig downtown in his beamer, where unsuccessfully we try to hook up with Craig's nephew outside a club on 21st. Wait five minutes, then get dropped off at subMercer (147 1/2 Mercer St.), a cool spot two stories below the Mercer Hotel in Soho (even a story below Mercer Kitchen). Get there around one...
Meet G, the hostess, who leads us to the freight elevator -- then we are on our own. Get out, head down the oh-so-complicated labyrinth (it's really not difficult at all) to the red door, enter, walk through the wine cellar vestibule, go through another door and HI-YO! we're inside. Red brick walls, low ceilings, pumping DJs, it's actually a small, cozy space. Blends. G buys us a couple of rounds (super cool of her, she is awesome), meet some characters, dance a little, and we're out by 245. Just want to say that the bartender's dreads were unreal --> amazing. Decadence and Decay all around....back uptown to 1020 for a bit. See Salts McGalts, sit at the bar and order four waters (for myself). Back to 9 & 3/4 around 4am, but get an unexpected late-night text from Gonzo! meet up and the night continues for a while longer. Bed around 6. Gonzo and I have our semesterly sleep together...blends. Night.