Slightly less inspirational was Disco Inferno at the Rhino Room. The club isn't as stupid as the rest of Huntington Beach, but it also isn't as good-looking. You have to weigh your priorities.
The club was packed, leaving little room for my sweet friend Beth to evade the vomiting girl who targeted her sweater. Poor Beth! She probably should have whipped out her chop-socky moves on the vomiting villain. Yeah!