I used to hate Thanksgiving because in San Francisco it meant that everyone I knew was out of town for the weekend and pretty much all the bars were empty because seemingly nobody is from that city and thus also gone for the weekend. I surmised that Boston would be different because while there would be some loss in talent from the girls going to college here from out-of-state that there would be enough coming back home for the holidays to make up for it. Last night at The Estate and then Gypsy Bar confirmed that this should prove to be an eventful weekend to say the least.

It didn’t seem to be that way at first, however. The level of party-going traffic on the train and on the streets when Brandon and I ventured out was pretty minimal. We were starting to think it was a bad decision to come out. Both Gypsy and Estate seemed pretty dead from the outside. What intrigued us was that we kept seeing hot groups of Asian girls going into and leaving Estate so it definitely piqued our interest enough to head inside. While it wasn’t that full initially, upon entering we were absolutely bombarded with the fact that the place was 99% Asian and probably 90% of the girls were rather hot. I hadn’t been in such a high concentration of beautiful Asians since the last time I was in Japan during my IGN.com days. Not even in San Francisco, where there’s a massive population of them.

My white half was having a serious case of yellow-fever and my Asian half was experiencing some guilt for all the self hate. It was ridiculous just how many ridiculously cute girls were in attendance, particularly when the place filled up to capacity over time. The shell shock caused me to do nothing but gawk and drink for the first half hour or so, but eventually Brandon & I started to roll some chicks and get some numbers. I even used my mind control super powers to get girls to kiss me simply by pointing to my cheek and saying “give me a kiss”. Thinking back, I’ve come to realize that I failed pretty hardcore at closing and could’ve taken those much further, but you live and you learn. I’ll be better equipped for the next time we go out, which will be this Friday.

Oh, yeah, something else that was pretty funny was that my 5′11″ ass felt like I was tall there. I was probably the 3rd tallest person in the club, with only Brandon and this Yao Ming dude looking down at me. Plus, there were so many really short, nice cleavaged and obnoxiously cute girls walking around that had to pretty much bend their heads backwards to make eye contact with me. I felt very Alpha. My only regret, other than my poor closing ability, is that I didn’t try to hit on any of the three blonde white girls that were in the club. One was with two Asian dudes and appeared to be having a good time, but the other two looked bored, alone and out of place because nobody was talking to them. They probably would’ve been relatively easy targets now that I think about it.

After we were done with Estate we hit up Gypsy and found the place crowded. It was a more “normal” crowd for Boston, with primarily white people, but it was also a very typical Gypsy crowd with a plethora of beautiful and slutty girls. It was fun, but I honestly was a bit faded by then and the memory isn’t quite as clear as to the happenings. The big win was that I woke up this morning and had my jacket, ID, credit cards, iPhone, camera and wallet. It’s always good when you don’t lose or break anything.