Drunk People Shouldn’t Have Cameras

Global 33
Global 33, East Village, Manhattan (Photo by Jessica)

Global 33
Drunk People Who Shouldn’t Have Cameras, Global 33, East Village, Manhattan

Last night there was a cocktail hour at work for some people who were visiting from out of town.. basically a lot of free wine. Then Nate gave us the great idea of taking a beer to-go so that we wouldn’t have to stop drinking just because we were walking to the subway. After sneaking around with open containers on the street and pausing to be sad about the Screening Room suddenly closing, we met up to see Stomp. Eddie got free tickets so we went again even though Jess & I had both seen it before – her twice and me once. After the brief alcohol deprivation that was the show, we went to Global 33 for a couple more drinks, one of which I spilled all over Jessica. We should have known we were in no condition for photographs, but yet the camera still came out. Not that there are any photos that I’m willing to share with you!!!!

Global 33 is fast becoming a regular spot of ours. They have cheap drinks and there’s never any people inside. I think they might go out of business soon! Here’s a post from the last time we were at Global 33.

See No Evil

Eyes

somewhat narcissistic, but i like his photo.�

Every morning the man who stands on our block says to me, in his thick New York accent, “Good moh-ning, dah-ling. How-ah-ya? Have a good day.”

Last night outside of the Screening Room, one middle-aged, poorly-dressed woman says to another: “I love what you’re wearing! Is that Tar-gay?” I think she meant “Tar-jay” as in “Target“.

Karaoke. That’s how bad it got.

Kristin, Kris, Rachelle, Jess singing karaoke.
Kristin, Kris, Rachelle, Jess, 203 Spring, SoHo, Manhattan

Kristin and Kris
Kristin, Kris, Screening Room, Tribeca, Manhattan

Bon Jovi‘s #1 hit, Livin’ on a Prayer. Mmmmmhmmmmm. Kristin and Kris were in town from Chicago for one night only. I’ll blame this on them! ha

Fun trivia fact: Everyone in the karaoke photo, plus 3 other people who were out last night, were all born in the same year.

Extra special tip in case you’re ever in the area: Beware of the margarita pitcher at Burrito Bar. It’s $35, but damn tasty!

Kristin and Kris in NYC

Congrats to Mark & Wendy

Le Mansion de ShewmakerOh, and last night we went out to the Screening Room to help Mark & Wendy celebrate the finale of their house buying adventure. I help them move in to “Le Mansion de Shewmaker” on Saturday. After the Screening Room, Jeannette, Yvan and I went into Chinatown and ate at the Moon House Restaurant and then went to the Chinatown Ice Cream Factory afterwards. What idiots we are. Picture Jeannette and I walking down the street with wool jackets, scarves, hats, and gloves and holding onto and eating ice cream cones. That place seriously needs to get some indoor seating. After that I was up all night having scary nightmares of rats and chicken feet. Jeannette can explain that if you really want to know. She was taunting me!!!!!!!

Chuck’s Going Away Happy Hour

Chuck's Going Away Party
Back: Lisa, Mark, Wendy, Thea, Dave, Colin, Maureen, Chuck, Danielle, Jeannie, Michelle. Front: Nate, Rachelle, Dennis. Screening Room, Tribeca, Manhattan

Last night we gathered to bid Chuck farewell and good luck. This is his last week at work and he will be joining the USA Network on Tuesday. Chuck sits across the hall from me and I’ll truly miss our daily banter.

Chuck's Going Away Party
Thea, Colin, Maureen, Danielle, Jeannie, and Chuck. Screening Room, Tribeca, Manhattan

US Open
US Open, Arthur Ashe Stadium, Flushing, Queens

Then, last minute, I got tickets to go to the U.S. Open with Chuck and his wife Tiffany and one of Chuck’s friends. It was surreal. The stadium too bright and clean, the fans too polite, the announcer too English. Who would imagine taking an elevator in a stadium up to their seats? When the match was delayed because it started sprinkling, there was a team of men all dressed the same who came out with little white hand towels and blotted the court. Eventually, the game was called off because of the light mist/sprinkling that was occurring. Pansies.

Afterwards, we went to Jackson Heights, which should be called Little India, and ate some really gnarly Indian food.