People-watch the heck outta this place and thank me later. Or people-engage and find even more of a story. I went here for a New Year's party, ate Swedish meatballs and listened to a guy on cocaine (self-proclaimed) jitter on about unrequited love. It put my life into perspective. And by "it", I mean the Swedish meatballs.
Avoid 18+ Thursdays if you'd prefer not feeling like you're about to make a barely legal mistake. [Oh my gosh, Katie - gross! I'm just kidding. But seriously.] Somehow, even though I'm now 25, somewhat established and equipped with enough feminine wiles to last me 2 lifetimes, high schoolers scare me. It's their judgmental eyes; they see right through to my former chubby girl core.
They host decent adult trivia on Tuesdays. The crowd was small but the drag queen host was sassy. They also hosted lube wrestling last weekend apparently.
You've now got a lot to think about.