If you're a Manhattanite, eat at the new restaurant Little Giant on the corner of Orchard and Canal, but pay no attention to the crashing dishes and shelves, and please, get dessert. Semonlina cake is dee-lish.
Go to Alphabet Lounge on Saturday night b/c they rock out to the 80's. Even though I was still in Pampers (much as I am these days) for the majority of those years, I still feel I own that decade. It was C's friend's bachelorette party, and we peformed some fabulous interpretive dance to Belinda Carlisle's Heaven Is A Place On Earth. Here I have finally mentioned my friend "C" b/c too many postings have gone by without any word regarding my life, my soul, the reason I will probably die before I'm 30. Dirty whore, this one goes out to you...and rest assured, there will be many more.
Sunday I spent with R, polishing off a bottle of red wine and somehow in the middle of watching Tying the Knot and the coming-out episode of Ellen, 24 beers as well. Tying the Knot (new documentary on that ever-so pesky 'gay marriage' issue), was touching--and managed to uncover the only redneck gay I've ever seen--but honestly folks, it didn't tell us anything new. I'd rather have been watching porn...
My friend R is an amazing cook, however, and whipped up black bean soup from God knows what. Needless to say, today I'm farting out my soul. It's like the Holy Chipotle Ghost hovering in my pants.
i'd always rather be watching porn.
Posted by: hubs | October 05, 2004 at 06:28 PM