jse and i just got back from nyc.. i had a menswear appointment on monday so we went for the weekend to hang out. jeremy spent most of his time video recording bums with their pants down in the subway*, talking it up with cab drivers (jse: "oh you're from haiti, do you like wyclef jean?" cabbie: "no, i like myself.") and going to watch movies after i fell asleep at 9. that would be 8 central time. he's a good muffin, that cowboy. i started a jack kerouac novel because i thought it fitting.
highlights included:
an improv performance by an assortment of writers from conan obrien, 30rock and snl
burgers, sweet potato fries and a TOASTED MARSHMALLOW MILKSHAKE at stand w ruthie
"the modern kitchen" exhibit at the moma
dinner at colicchio and sons
hanging out and catching up with ak
unsavory moments included:
trekking to doughnut plant on a freezing, windy morning to find out they were closed
missing our flight back (we were a few minutes late, the continental employees were certified jackasses) and waiting it out for 6 hours at the airport. there was a mini spa so i asked if i could get a pedicure. she said they were booked and asked if i could come in tomorrow. isn't that weird?
a nice, laid back time..
*there was another guy standing around watching this bum and his wife was really irritated and kept trying to get him to leave. his response: "wait, i want to see, he's got a big one!" i guess this is something that guys think is cool.
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Isn't there another highlight you failed to mention...?
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