OK, enough! I must insist that everybody stop loving Clubbed to Death right now. I mean it. And I pray I haven't posted too late to prevent it taking the honors. Frankly, as a nightlife expression it's been clubbed to death itself. For years. Trust me.
However, I rather liked B. Domination's Club Salad, solely for its whimsy. And in that vein, I'd like to suggest Club Melt, because a little cheese always adds flava to the dish, no? No, but really, Trigger's Club Chronicles is very serviceable indeed. Anyway, whatever.
Chi Chi, thanks for your kind words over in the Los Angeles section. Let it be known that I kowtow and salaam to your every waking moment. Always have, always will. I trust your serene highness will decide upon a geeeenius name. And Trigger, I'll reply to your long and out-of-nowhere email update very soon. I imagine you're as shocked to see me on these boards as I was to see you.
Kitty, use "unclubbable" in a sentence. It has potential.
Warm, dry kisses from L.A.