Wednesday, January 21, 2004
7 days in 24 Hours
Yesterday was an incredibly long, yet wonderfully spontaneous kind of day.
It began with me working for 8 hours at my job. I then dropped off my laundry, ate a bologna sammich and went to a 2 hour rehearsal. I must say that I am very pleased with the progress we are making for the AIDS Benefit, planned for February. We worked on our scenes, Mariah sang her songs and we were out of there and home by 9pm.
Since I had decided to stay at Paul’s apartment, Mariah and I shared a cab. On the way there, we decided that we wanted to go for a drink at the Bowery bar, one of NYC’s hot gay spots on a Tuesday night. Luckily Paul lives right around the corner so we only froze our tits off for about 8 minutes on the trek there.
Once inside, Mariah had a Cape Codder and I had a vodka tonic. We sat at a booth in an empty room and talked for about an hour; during which time we ordered 2 more drinks each. Eventually the bladder called and asked if we would release a stream of piss in his honor. We obliged. As Mariah was in the ladies room, this guy walks up to me and we have the following conversation:
Scary Man: “My name is Jonathan. What’s yours?”
Me: “Joe”
Scary Man: “Nice to meet you Joe. Do you party?”
Me: “Yes and no.”
Scary Man: “Well my friend Scary Lady and I have a bag of coke and would love for you to join us in the back room.”
Me: “You know, my friend is in the bathroom, so let me ask her and I will get back to you.”
Scary Man: “It’s good shit. Come and join us.”
Me: “Give me a couple minutes to talk to my friend.”
Scarey Man: “Fine.”
Mariah exited the bathroom and I immediately told her what happened. We both decided that doing coke with Scary Man and Scary Lady was in no way the kind of evening we wanted to have. As we are laughing it off, the Scaries approach again.
Scary Man: “Hey you.” (apparently he didn’t remember my name) “Come on. Bring your friend and let’s party.”
Me: “Mariah, this is Jonathan. Jonathan, this is Mariah.”
Scary Man: “Hi Mariah. Do you party?” (ENOUGH with the “party” shit already)
Me: “Actually, we are going to pass tonight. It’s just not the---oh…ok…see you later.”
Without warning, Scary Man walks away from me and takes Scary Lady with him.
----End Scene----
Mariah and I decided to stand by the front of the bar and wait for Paul to join us. Now, without sounding like a total asshole, I must say that the guys were all over my ass. (I just know I am going to get a face full of acid for talking like that, but such is life…) It got so bad at one point that I asked Mariah if she was ready to leave. She was ready, so we called Paul and told him to meet us at home.
On the way to his apartment, she and I shared a cigarette and it was the best tasting moment of my evening. Upon arrival at Paul and Mariah’s apartment, we ran into Paul coming down the stairs. He was in an incredibly pissy mood. We tried to be as positive as we could and told him that we would go back to the Bowery Bar if he was so inclined. Unfortunately, he was so inclined.
Mariah, Paul and I then went BACK to the Bowery bar. At the entrance, we saw Jonathan (Scary Man) and his friend, Scary Lady, being escorted out of the bar by the bouncers. Obviously their coke wasn’t THAT good. We then sat and had dinner.
Paul was acting like a complete dickhead and eventually I exploded. I yelled at him for a good 10 minutes while we were eating our Shrimp Poppers. Mariah just sat there shaking her head. (She knew Paul was in for it after the way he acted) Eventually I let it all go and we finished our dinner.
4 drinks later, we trudged BACK home to the apartment, stopping only for McDonald’s. As though we hadn’t eaten enough already. When we got inside, we all collapsed and ate our burgers while lamenting the fact that it was 3am.
We wiped our faces and threw ourselves in bed.
Paul tried to snuggle. I told him to do as I did at the bar and “let it go”. I was not about to be snuggled after him ruining my evening.
It just goes to show that when you try to have 7 days in 24 hours, it’s just too much.
Yesterday was an incredibly long, yet wonderfully spontaneous kind of day.
It began with me working for 8 hours at my job. I then dropped off my laundry, ate a bologna sammich and went to a 2 hour rehearsal. I must say that I am very pleased with the progress we are making for the AIDS Benefit, planned for February. We worked on our scenes, Mariah sang her songs and we were out of there and home by 9pm.
Since I had decided to stay at Paul’s apartment, Mariah and I shared a cab. On the way there, we decided that we wanted to go for a drink at the Bowery bar, one of NYC’s hot gay spots on a Tuesday night. Luckily Paul lives right around the corner so we only froze our tits off for about 8 minutes on the trek there.
Once inside, Mariah had a Cape Codder and I had a vodka tonic. We sat at a booth in an empty room and talked for about an hour; during which time we ordered 2 more drinks each. Eventually the bladder called and asked if we would release a stream of piss in his honor. We obliged. As Mariah was in the ladies room, this guy walks up to me and we have the following conversation:
Scary Man: “My name is Jonathan. What’s yours?”
Me: “Joe”
Scary Man: “Nice to meet you Joe. Do you party?”
Me: “Yes and no.”
Scary Man: “Well my friend Scary Lady and I have a bag of coke and would love for you to join us in the back room.”
Me: “You know, my friend is in the bathroom, so let me ask her and I will get back to you.”
Scary Man: “It’s good shit. Come and join us.”
Me: “Give me a couple minutes to talk to my friend.”
Scarey Man: “Fine.”
Mariah exited the bathroom and I immediately told her what happened. We both decided that doing coke with Scary Man and Scary Lady was in no way the kind of evening we wanted to have. As we are laughing it off, the Scaries approach again.
Scary Man: “Hey you.” (apparently he didn’t remember my name) “Come on. Bring your friend and let’s party.”
Me: “Mariah, this is Jonathan. Jonathan, this is Mariah.”
Scary Man: “Hi Mariah. Do you party?” (ENOUGH with the “party” shit already)
Me: “Actually, we are going to pass tonight. It’s just not the---oh…ok…see you later.”
Without warning, Scary Man walks away from me and takes Scary Lady with him.
----End Scene----
Mariah and I decided to stand by the front of the bar and wait for Paul to join us. Now, without sounding like a total asshole, I must say that the guys were all over my ass. (I just know I am going to get a face full of acid for talking like that, but such is life…) It got so bad at one point that I asked Mariah if she was ready to leave. She was ready, so we called Paul and told him to meet us at home.
On the way to his apartment, she and I shared a cigarette and it was the best tasting moment of my evening. Upon arrival at Paul and Mariah’s apartment, we ran into Paul coming down the stairs. He was in an incredibly pissy mood. We tried to be as positive as we could and told him that we would go back to the Bowery Bar if he was so inclined. Unfortunately, he was so inclined.
Mariah, Paul and I then went BACK to the Bowery bar. At the entrance, we saw Jonathan (Scary Man) and his friend, Scary Lady, being escorted out of the bar by the bouncers. Obviously their coke wasn’t THAT good. We then sat and had dinner.
Paul was acting like a complete dickhead and eventually I exploded. I yelled at him for a good 10 minutes while we were eating our Shrimp Poppers. Mariah just sat there shaking her head. (She knew Paul was in for it after the way he acted) Eventually I let it all go and we finished our dinner.
4 drinks later, we trudged BACK home to the apartment, stopping only for McDonald’s. As though we hadn’t eaten enough already. When we got inside, we all collapsed and ate our burgers while lamenting the fact that it was 3am.
We wiped our faces and threw ourselves in bed.
Paul tried to snuggle. I told him to do as I did at the bar and “let it go”. I was not about to be snuggled after him ruining my evening.
It just goes to show that when you try to have 7 days in 24 hours, it’s just too much.
