Monday, February 27, 2006
TJ, my old roommate, came into town over the weekend. After his fiancée broke off their engagement due to a number rather extenuating circumstances (I won’t get into that on this blog, that’s for sure) and he was in need of a change of pace, and to drown his sorrows in New York’s ocean of life.
And so we did (or attempted to). Anyone knowing TJ knows of his determination to hook up with women--fuel this all with drink and you have a comedy the likes of which nobody could write. Friday night was a pretty dry night for him but when Saturday night rolled around he was in full force. And he made some major investments in the endeavour: buying drinks for nearly all the women in an attempt to cloud their judgment and then getting upset when they didn’t respond (one told him he had a fat butt).
But it wasn’t all about the clubs and bars. We did manage to get some culture in. Well, that is we went to see Avenue Q, which is basically an R-rated Sesame Street. Then we went downtown to Wall Street, former WTC, the Statue of Liberty, and then to Rockefeller Center for a view and dinner.
It was totally remniscant of old times: Waking up the next morning and talking about the previous night, laughing, and plotting out the remainder of the day.
And so we did (or attempted to). Anyone knowing TJ knows of his determination to hook up with women--fuel this all with drink and you have a comedy the likes of which nobody could write. Friday night was a pretty dry night for him but when Saturday night rolled around he was in full force. And he made some major investments in the endeavour: buying drinks for nearly all the women in an attempt to cloud their judgment and then getting upset when they didn’t respond (one told him he had a fat butt).
But it wasn’t all about the clubs and bars. We did manage to get some culture in. Well, that is we went to see Avenue Q, which is basically an R-rated Sesame Street. Then we went downtown to Wall Street, former WTC, the Statue of Liberty, and then to Rockefeller Center for a view and dinner.
It was totally remniscant of old times: Waking up the next morning and talking about the previous night, laughing, and plotting out the remainder of the day.
# posted by otas : 7:49 AM
