Friday, June 02, 2006

Book Of Radness!







I had the hiccups last night, which was a strange thing. They eventually went away, after I cut myself off from drinking for approximately 22 minutes. I showed willpower. I also hung out with many lovely lady friends and there were searches for after hours hi-jinx. I ended up at a club called- I kid you not- Climax. The worst part? I'd been there before for a friend of a friend's birthday party. Ick.

This was all caused by the weather. After rehearsal, we went out for a quick cocktail and instead strayed for extended Happy Hour, because a torrential rainstorm trapped us. Yeah. That's a valid excuse. There was $3 PBR and fancy Pigs in A Blanket to boot. Later, at the Bowery Poetry Club, I had more PBR. Then at the Slipper Room there was more PBR. And finally at Welcome to the Johnson's...yes. That's right. PBR. And I wondered why I got the hiccups.

Today is dedicated to men who claim they like funny women, but who make extra sure to date ones who aren't as funny as they are. Shut up your stupid talk hole with your "I like funny women" shit. No, you don't.

This entry was produced by the Dust Brothers.

4 comments:

2na said...

wait a second... i ran into john in a drunken state the other night at bar tabac.. i was like hey you, remember me.. oh brooklyn friendships!!

anne altman said...

HERE WE GO LIKE WHOOP WHOOP
CAN I GET A WHOOP WHOOP

no, you are correct, they do not like the funny ladies fo shizzle, my nizzles, and you done been preachin' to the goddamn converted, ayite?

they end up with lame girls named melissa and nicole. and other lame girls with different lame names.

Brandy For Sale. said...

Ang! He mentioned he saw you at Tabac. Brooklyn Friendships Rock The House!

dynamite with a laser beam said...

YOU CLIMAXXED AGAIN