July 18th, 2005

Volvo

Boring Rundown of my Week

I've been having a productive week since allotheria left for England. It's fun in that I have more free time, but is sad in that when I'm done doing fun things, I can't fall asleep with my head on anyone's chest. Or I can, but the people on the subway get irritable so I don't.

Have been packing in the open mics. An early one on Tuesday and then a late one in Williamsburg at the Alligator Lounge. For those of you who haven't been there, I don't know if it's a Tuesday night thing, but for every beer you order, YOU GET A FREE PERSONAL PAN PIZZA. And the beers are the same price as other places in the city, so I DON'T GET IT.
After a while though, it gets uncomfortable...you're like, "Um, I'd just like a beer" and they keep bringing you these pizzas like that broom from the sorcerer's apprentice that can't stop. So downing 4 beers also means ACQUIRING 4 PIZZAS.
How does this place stay in business? Will someone explain it to me? They also sell hilarious T-shirts for anyone who rides the L train.

Wed. I did an open mic, saw a comedy show with a friend and then squeezed in another open mic, for a grand bedtime of I don't know when...I was tired and I just collapsed.

Thursday something must have happened but I don't remember it. Why can't I remember what I did Thursday? Sister came over to sleep.

Friday - OTHER sister (as in my younger sister, not as in Juliette Lewis from that movie where she plays a retarded girl) thehero_hasdied comes over and falls in love with Park Slope neighborhood. We go to see the Diagon Alley that they have constructed on Mercer St. and then go to a friend's b-day party. I teach her the word "gentrification," and we get delicious Ices from Uncle Louie G's.

Saturday - Meet up with the delightful magdalene1, who has also worked at Friendly's. Walk in the sweltering, disgusting heat to see Mad Hot Ballroom. Develop inappropriate crushes on several Dominican 11 year-olds.
We get delicious Ices from Uncle Louie G's.

Sunday - See two lackluster apartments and buy myself an ice from Uncle Louie G's.
End weekend with a charming meeting in Chelsea with two comedian friends during which we admire one comedian friend's apartment, watch comedy tapes and bad comedy-related television and talk in general about how wonderful but hectic life is and how much we hate Pauly Shore.


HOW DOES THE ALLIGATOR LOUNGE STAY IN BUSINESS IF THEY GIVE PIZZAS TO PEOPLE EVERY SINGLE TIME SOMEONE ORDERS A BEER?? IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE!!
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