Last Friday I was appalled to have had to wait in line to get into a club downtown.  I spent my entire university undergraduate career waiting in lines in subzero temperatures with very little on.  These days, I love seeing demand in Detroit with the bright eyed youth waiting the same way I did, but I love also just being able to get into where I want without delay.  Lucky for me the wait to get into Club Bleu ^[1]was well worth the wait, the $20 cover, and the $4 bottles of water.  DJ Bad Boy Bill ^[2]was headlining and spinning house to a packed club.  The music was incredible and the devotion of the crowd bordered on worship.  Moral of the story: I need to get over myself, wait in a line or two, and swallow my pride when I am floored by my reward.