I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU’RE HERE
Welcome to my little corner of weird paradise. A place where silly passion projects have come to live and grow old. This is the Florida of my work. Instead of jai alai, there’s karaoke. Instead of alligators on golf courses, there’s themed dance parties. You belong here. Take a peek.
WANNA DANCE?
Bring together all your loved ones. Tell them to dress up like they’re going to Studio 54. Dance the night away (or until random people in Newport, KY walk in and start making it weird). This was the grooviest gram in all the land. My wife’s 30th birthday party was my magnum opus. You shoulda been there.
WANNA SING?
The Saturday before Christmas is a sacred, sacred day. It’s when the lost souls of Cincinnati come together to sing away their shit from the previous year. Imagine like Dia de Los Muertos but with a bunch of people mediocrely screaming Alannis Morisette lyrics. Karaoke Saved My Life.
WANNA PLAY?
Covid locked us up for 8 weeks but it couldn’t stop our desire to connect. Cash Corona was birthed out of the desire to make helping those in need a lot of fun. Plus, trivia. I mean. Come on. Who doesn’t love trivia? Three times a week we answered questions to give money away. Was it perfect? Nah. But it was worth it.