Drunk Travelblogging 101

Trip Start Mar 26, 2010
Trip End Apr 06, 2010

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Friday, April 2, 2010

Step 1. Get drujnk

Step 2. Travelblog.

= Drunk Travelblogging.

So, the only thing that makes me think wtwice about drunk travelblogging is this. its 4am and I have at least one really funny story thta probably won't come out wquite right. Buts, that oks .

The day started with me still fightingn off being sick so the possee decided to let me sleep in. Props homies. The girls went and got their nails did and Inigo chilled at the house with me and read and stuff.

When it was time to eat, we went to this Kosher place nearby called Knish Knash Patty Wack or something, ...hehe. ... nah, it was just called Knish Knash I think. So so. Apparently I don't care for Knish. es. or whatever. But the potatoe pancake things were good. Until I asked for sour cream and the Knish Nazi (oxymoron, I know) reminede me it was a kosher joint. Oh well.

Then, we got dressed. It was nearly 6pm already and we have plans to see Marry Poppois. All dolled up, we head out. Me and Inigo lookin like brothers with our gray suits. SAWEETNESS!

Get there and find, yeah... awesome, I booked the tickets for TOMORROW night. Dorkskies. I'm feeling lame but thankfully everybody else is positive and are sure it will work out for the best so we Yelp for a nearby eatery and end up at Carmines. Great italian food with ginormous food servings ... think Bucka de Beppo, but good.

Oh crap. Just remembering a story. So Jaioones goes to the bathroom and gcomes back to the table really embarassed and informs us that she saw ... ahem, a COUPLE, in the bathroom. We are shocked. REALLY?!!!  ... I prompt her to go take a photo so proove it. To all of our surprise, she grabs the camera and takes off. ... and comes back with a fuzzy photo showing only one set of feet. But she is SURE there were two sets of feet and giggling going on. ... So we send her and Janice back in to take ANOTHER photo. Just as they enter ... they scurry back to report that no, in fact it was just two young girls (like 12 or so) that went to the restroom together. ... Ahhh... funny. We laughed our asses off.

Then, time for somem partying. My hours of Yelp research found me a fairly off the beaten path place called AVA ... a lounge with a view. We got past the door, no cover and up to the top for some fun. As they played CALIFORNIA, no doubt about it ... I threw up the WEST COAST sign and snapped a photo looking down on Times Square from atop the building.

And now, time for some dancing. We head out to a place recommended to us by a friend of a friend (Jimmy Phi) ... Webster Hall.

On the way, we walk through Times Square again and see a big ol' showing of Marina Abramovic over the square on a HUGE video screen, her back to us, topless, whipping herself over and over again. And I don't mean lightly. She is really going at it. ... As we stop and watch the art in motion, my mind races at all the implications of the video, ... its moving. .... powerful ... great art ... right until the moment when the most hilarious thing of the night happened ... right past us, in Times Square ... SUPER busy .... a woman on her cell phone walked by, and you have to read what she said out loud to yourself here to really get the whole effect. ... read it in THICK ebonics, really really passionate like .... .... as she walked by, looking up at the video screen of Marina Abrovic whipping herself in to a welted mess and I was mezmorized by the power of the demonstration, "Hey! Hey Shonteyelle! .... Some beeyatch on tv's whoopin her own asss!"
I seriously doubled over laughing so hard. Hilarity.


Then we went to Webster Hall. Had these great $1 entry coupons to skip the normal $25 cover for the night. Was packed getting in, but not horrible inside. A great time. Three floors of madness. We drank. Danced. Shots. Danced. Drank. Danced. Laughed. Danced. Giggled. Danced. ... Lots of fun.

And then it was 4am, EST. ... dogs are barkin'. And I'm tired now.


oh yeah, and when we were dancing, there was this awesome and friendly drunk Indian dude dancing all hexa stoic like and we made friends. and then he left.


Morning after edit:
Forgot a couple things. First of all, Inigo and I have exchanged a view jokes. I introduced him to the American Classic ... "Whats the capital of Thailand?" ... .... Also, "thats what she said!" , with a mandate that they both must use the joke before the end of the trip. Inigo did so marvelously over dinner. Was a classic. Me, talking about my eating habits, "There are a few things I could eat a lot of ....."
Second thing I've just remembered, more celebrity sightings! All these guys saw some Spanish singer I don't know ... La Oreja De Van Gogh .... and then we saw ... New Kids on the Block ... JOEY!!!! .... both within 15 minutes of each other down by Times Square.
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