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After Vegas with Philip, I hopped a plane and headed east to NYC for
a couple of business meetings, my friend Bev's wedding and
for Thanksgiving with the family. Since the SF-based November
roundup kind of sucked, consider this an addendum.
Thursday,
November 18th
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Fresh off a plane from Vegas, I hit the Lower EAst Side to
meet up with Meredith...
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...Grant, and I Keep A Diary new-comer, Jake
Bronstein.
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Who I'm sure many of you will recognize
as THE huge breakout star of Road Rules Season 4 from back
in 1997.
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"No, you listen to me, Kurt Loder! I was the star of
that show! You hear me? The STAR! I don't care if you don't
want me back on for the next season because without me, you
got nothing. NOTHING!"
Friday,
November 19th
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On Friday I ran all over the city for a bunch of work meetings.
Here's me at Meetup.com's fancy new digs.
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On the way home I stopped by former-employer Nerve to say
hi to some old co-workers and check out Alisa Griscom's (formerly
known as AVDB: Alisa Volkman, Dirty Bitch) preggo belly!
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After bidding farewell to the Nerve folks (Michael Martin
refused to let me photograph him) I had to pass David and
Miye's new store on Elizabeth street. David pulls "Blue Steel"
as I model one of their store's funny hats.
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Miye's making that face because she's trying really hard
to resist an overwhelming urge to FUCK ME. (Seriously, that
hat drives ladies cuh-razy).
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Back at Meredith's I whipped out my laptop to do some work
and she fired her's up as well so she could work next to
me (because she loves being a nerd like that).
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Friday night we took it easy. Beers at Blue & Gold...
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...Fatty and Meredith made monkey faces...
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...and some slices to cap the night off.
Saturday,
November 20th
On Saturday night I went to Bev & Matt's wedding at the Puck Building
(faaaaancy!) I've know the former Ms. Beverly Chase since 1995, so
it was crazy to see her get hitched! (There's a full entry coming
up dedicated to the wedding coming soon).
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After the reception was over, I took walked my rented shoes and fancy
tux-clad self westward and became the most formally dressed person
to ever be allowed inside...
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...MisShapes. Hahah.
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Roddy, Sarah and me.
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"What's that you say? Ruffled shirts turn you on?"
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"Then why don't you snuggle on up and rub yourself all over the ruffles?
Yeah, that's it. Like that."
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So we're all sitting around chatting and out of nowhere, Leigh comes
over, sits down on Sarah's lap and then with no warning, slips her
hand into Sarah's top and cops a feel! (It was probably her proximity
to my Ruffled shirt that sent her over the edge).
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Sarah resisted at first...
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...but quickly gave in to sweet, sweet faux-Sapphism (Bonus points
to the Tinns for practically popping Sarah's tit out of her shirt).
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Shhhhh! Ruffles!
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Suddenly Amy was looking at Leigh in a whole new light.
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Soon after I bid farewell to the little troublemaker and Amy and I
headed cross-town to meetup with...
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...Meredith and Grant (and I forget who the girl on the left is - someone's
friend from out of town? A stranger that met on the street?) over on
Avenue A. If it's after 4am and you're on Ave A and you've been drinking,
there's a pretty darn good chance that you're going to end up...
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...eating junkfood at the Odessa.
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Amy laughing at Tired Grant, The Sad Clown.
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Meredith and me with our matching hair.
Sunday,
November 21st
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On Sunday, Meredith and I met up with David ______ for brunch. (You're
seeing that blank space there because after some of his co-workers
Googled
David's
name and found pics of him
on this
site
fingerblasting some girl on the
dancefloor from a few years ago he's insisted I stop using his full
name. Hahahahahah).
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Henceforth, I christen thee: David Bacon. (If anyone asks you can pretend
it's after Francis Bacon. You can say that you admire his contribution
to the modern scientific method with his insistence that investigation
should always begin with observable fact...and not because you just
really,
really love bacon.
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I will kee-rush you little elf-face.
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After Meredith and I bid farewell to David Bacon, we saw a movie and
then headed out to Williamsburg for Sunday Movie Night at Siege and
Katie's! They invited a bunch of people over to watch the 80s classic:
The Karate Kid. When Siege answered the door he informed us
that it was...
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...a "costume-themed Sunday movie party."
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Siege and Katie. (Check out Siege's "Hey, that's not
how you do karate moves" expression). Good costume-couples know
that it's...
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All. About. The. Details. I didn't get in trouble for not dressing
up because...
...I MOTHERFUCKING STARRED IN THE MOVIE! Awwww, yeah. Sweep-the-Leg-Johnny,
lemme hear ya!
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After the movie was over, Grant decided to take on another one of Siege's
infamous "Bar Bets." So far Grant was 0 for 2 with Siege's previous
bets. The first was a challenge to drink an entire
gallon of whole milk in
an hour
and not
vomit (for $100). The second was a challenge to eat
ten Saltine Crackers in 60 seconds with no water (for $10). So Grant was anxious
to improve his record by
eating
a certain number of slices of white bread in 60 seconds with no water.
(Grant, I don't remember how many slices it was - fill me in).
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Ready?
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Go!
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Grant managed to win this one (but the fact that he's still in the
hole for $100 ensures that he'll rise to whatever Siege decideds to
bet him on next).
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After we bowed our goodbyes (check out Grant copping a cheap feel in
the background...ha!)...
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...we walked back into Manhattan from Siege and Katie's via the Billyburg
Bridge.
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And grabbed a coupla beers at Lakeside Lounge.
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Where, for some reason, I randomly decided to start smoking again.
(This was the first cigarette I'd had in years!)
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Ms. Silverman does not approve.
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"Yes, hello. I'm calling from across the bar...can you please turn
down your giant fan? As you can probably see, it's making my hair look
quite silly. No, I'm over to your left. I'm wearing a blue sweatsh...Hey!
Stop laughing! Just turn down your fan, ok?"
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Grant's making a face in this picture like he's already mad about the
whole fan joke I made up above (almost 11 months later). Before we
headed home for the night, we decided to step into the photoboth and
commemorate the night. (Because there's definitely not enough pictures
of me and my friends acting stupid).
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Scan courtesy of Meredith. (ps - sweet boobs in frame 3).
Monday,
November 22nd
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Here's a little tip: If you should find yourself staying in Meredith's
apartment, make sure not to leave your camera and your underwear
laying around. Here's Una posing with my dirty knickers.
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She was even kind enough to leave a note behind. Hahaha.
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Meredith's two friends were in town visiting and they also felt the
need to pose with my manties.
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Hardy-har-har.
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On the back of Meredith's door is this calendar with all the "holidays"
penned in by Crazy Catrinel. Important July holidays apparently include:
Cat's Birthday (7/3), Do Drugs with Your Parents Day (7/9), Boner Day
(7/5)
and my personal favorite Spend Time with Your Anus Day (8/5).
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We checked the calendar and, wouldn't you know it, November 22nd was
"Matching Hair Day!"
(added
on 10.08.2005)
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