Cow's in the barn and fiddle's on the deck, grab your-

So I notched up another pretty American experience last night.

A gay country and western bar.

Roomie took me. Actually it was a fun night all round. The Lincoln, a historic barn of a theatre on U Street, was having some gay film festival so we went and saw some very silly movie that had the odd penis and abs. It was very stupid. Felt a bit ripped off, still laughed heaps, but it would've been far better had they fully embraced the silliness and not felt the need to tap a heartwarming message on it.

A very rushed Mexican dinner...

And then Remington's in Cap Hill. OH dear god. There was LINEDANCING and men in flannel SQUAREDANCING and a hottie in a cowboy hat who made me sweat a little. And lots of man-man two-step action. It was all quite a blast, obviously.