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"Women have a sixth sense. They know when they're gonna get laid." I forget where and when I first heard that, but I've thought about it many times since. Guys may have some idea if they're going to get lucky, but usually only the women know for certain — and, occasionally, a few innocent bystanders.
While I was sitting at Cap City Tavern (1247 Bannock Street), a couple of people sitting near me at one corner of the bar were watching a guy and sauced-as-hell gal at the other end, offering a play-by-play on their action. "She's practically sitting on his face," one of the onlookers said. I looked over, and the gal was all over the guy. It sure looked like she knew she was going to get laid — but instead, the guy did the noble thing, said "Goodbye," and slipped out the back door.
And that wasn't the only entertainment at Cap City that night. Phelyx the magician, who does shows at Lannie's Clocktower Cabaret (1601 Arapahoe Street), stopped by to bend a fork. Seriously, dude first bent the stem and then bent the teeth of the fork just by waving his hand over it. Turns out Phelyx's wife, Jacky, bartends at Cap City, so he spends a lot of time there. In addition to leading a lengthy discussion about Hunter S. Thompson (Phelyx was wearing a Gonzo baseball cap), he told me that Rocky Mountain News and Denver Post staffers frequent the bar, as do a fair number of lobbyists and government employees. The mixed crowd leads to plenty of interesting conversations, aided by the low level of music (I know I might sound like an old geezer here). For example, I also met a gal who worked in restaurants; she talked about how when she burned her hand, a guy told her to put mustard on it. And when a fry cook got splashed in the face with hot grease, he put Colgate on the burns and didn't get any scars. She also told me about all the ways you can cure hiccups — which could come in handy, especially if you know you're going to get laid.
Sam Amatas, who owns Yanni's Greek Taverna, and Dino McTaggert, who owns Dino's Soda Bar near Washington Park, took over the six-year-old Cap City about eight months ago, and they seem to have a good thing going here — including good happy-hour prices, which ensure that one way or another, you're bound to get lucky.
Club scout: There's plenty happening over Valentine's Day weekend, and to kick things off, Daisy de la Hoya, who got her own reality show after being on VH1's Rock of Love, will be at Suite Two Hundred (1427 Larimer Street) on Friday, February 13. On February 14, 5 Degrees (1475 Lawrence Street) hosts its Forbidden Love night for lovers and singles alike, with three-course gourmet Italian meals at 6 and 8 p.m. (the $75 per-couple price includes a bottle of wine); DJs will spin mash-ups, house and Top 40 later that night. Also on V-Day, the Twenty40 folks are throwing a Tantra party at Beta (1909 Blake Street). Sounds like things might get a bit naughty, since they're bringing a sex swing, naked sushi body art, body paint, stripper poles and beds. Bryan Matthew, Alan Endorfun, MLE, Dr. J and DJ Devo will be at the decks, and Orange Peel Moses will be there with his Sex Kittens; ladies get in free before 11 p.m. And Bar Standard (1037 Broadway) is throwing a Not Love...Lust Anti-Valentine's Party with the SonicKiss Female DJ Collective, including Miss Audry, DJ Jamie Kent and Heather Suzanne on the decks. There's no cover for ladies, and the first drink is on the house.