When Friends Come To Visit
I'm entirely too tired to be coherent right now. My friend Braden and his girlfriend, Katie, came to New York for a visit this weekend and, though a good time was consistently and thoroughly had by all, my brain and body both are now about as functional as that NES system that's been under your bed for the last eight years. Sure, you might get it to work for a bit, but it'll be prone to freezing up and half the time the graphics will come out all blocky and pixelated. You'll try blowing really hard into (in this analogy, blowing really hard into an NES to clear the dust = drinking cup after cup after cup of coffee) but you'll only succeed in getting through a couple of more levels before the whole thing just shuts down completely and you're forced to try your luck with the slightly-battered Game Boy that you bought at a garage sale so you'd have something to do while you take a dump.
So... what the hell was I talking about?
Oh, right, friends in town this weekend, currently whipped, etc. Anyway, here's a brief rundown of the highlights, presented in easily managed, bite-sized bullet points that will always be the mark of the lazy, lazy man:
Notes From When Friends Come To Visit:
1. Saw Evil Dead: The Musical. A full review is forthcoming, but suffice to say that it's exactly what one would expect as long as what you expect is silly humor, dancing zombies and gallons of stage blood. Despite a few nitpicks, it was a really great show and I'm irritated that I didn't have the idea first.
2. Inside jokes that were funny in High School... still funny now. Though not to those who did not attend said High School. To them, you're just a jerk.
3. Central Park is always a better idea in theory than it is in actual practice. It's beautiful, sure, and it's a part of New York's charm, but after a while, when you and your group have walked yourselves deep into it's heart, it occurs to everyone that frostbite is about to set in, the only people you've passed in the last hour have been rough looking junkies and you can no longer see any of the surrounding buildings. Only miles and miles of trees and the occasional squirrel. Panic sets in and you're forced to eat your scarves for sustinance while you blaze a trail back to the street. However you did get some killer pictures.
4. We passed by a group of student filmmakers announcing loudly that anyone who was willing to have their bare feet filmed would get a free cookie. My girlfriend, who's the daring sort, allowed her feet to be filmed and, in fact, received a cookie. I'm fairly certain that we broke some sort of law by doing this (Foot Prostitution, maybe?) and we'll be scanning the internet fetish sites for the debut appearance of her tootsies for at least the next couple of months.
5. There's not enough hours in the day, enough days in the week, or enough weeks in the year to hang out with friends who don't live where you live. That's life, as they say, but life is sometimes very lame.
So... what the hell was I talking about?
Oh, right, friends in town this weekend, currently whipped, etc. Anyway, here's a brief rundown of the highlights, presented in easily managed, bite-sized bullet points that will always be the mark of the lazy, lazy man:
Notes From When Friends Come To Visit:
1. Saw Evil Dead: The Musical. A full review is forthcoming, but suffice to say that it's exactly what one would expect as long as what you expect is silly humor, dancing zombies and gallons of stage blood. Despite a few nitpicks, it was a really great show and I'm irritated that I didn't have the idea first.
2. Inside jokes that were funny in High School... still funny now. Though not to those who did not attend said High School. To them, you're just a jerk.
3. Central Park is always a better idea in theory than it is in actual practice. It's beautiful, sure, and it's a part of New York's charm, but after a while, when you and your group have walked yourselves deep into it's heart, it occurs to everyone that frostbite is about to set in, the only people you've passed in the last hour have been rough looking junkies and you can no longer see any of the surrounding buildings. Only miles and miles of trees and the occasional squirrel. Panic sets in and you're forced to eat your scarves for sustinance while you blaze a trail back to the street. However you did get some killer pictures.
4. We passed by a group of student filmmakers announcing loudly that anyone who was willing to have their bare feet filmed would get a free cookie. My girlfriend, who's the daring sort, allowed her feet to be filmed and, in fact, received a cookie. I'm fairly certain that we broke some sort of law by doing this (Foot Prostitution, maybe?) and we'll be scanning the internet fetish sites for the debut appearance of her tootsies for at least the next couple of months.
5. There's not enough hours in the day, enough days in the week, or enough weeks in the year to hang out with friends who don't live where you live. That's life, as they say, but life is sometimes very lame.
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