its always fun when you plan for nothing and get a buttload of fun instead. b/c i didnt have a costume for halloween, my original plan was as follows: eat, watch movie. it was succinct and thoroughly well planned. at the last second tho, i decided that i did in fact really want to get wasted, and would make one last effort to find a costume. i ran to andy’s (not-so) chee-pees and found a black blazer. then i ran to rickys to look for a black mask. i didnt find one, so i got a red mask instead…and bought some black markers while i was at it. that, combined with my swishy tie, black pants, and my black bokken, makes for a rockin’ crazy 88. woo! so me and fonz met up with my friend min and her friend toshiko (sheriff and bjork) and we headed out to the middle of nowhere greenpoint to her co-workers party. it was a pretty coo house party…not crowded, but coo costumes. i mistook this one guy (who was walter from the big lebowski) for george lucas. i think he wanted to hurt me. we stayed til 11:30, then left to hit up an arch party in chelsea. thanks to the G train that eats much ass, and the L which was even worse, we didnt get to chelsea til an hour later. when we did get there, the party was already crazy rockin’. the apt was a swish duplex with speakers from the 2nd floor mezzanine blasting music down to the first floor area. very coo. when i got there, there was already one other crazy 88 and two go go yubaris. and when marisol and paulie showed up later, we got another go go and a wolverine with dinner knives for claws. we were hoping that the go go‘s would have some kind of battle royale (seemed fitting), but no such luck.
i made my way over to the greenwich st. project saturday afternoon to take some updated photos for my company. i took about 20 photos from as many unoriginal perspectives as i could, and then shot up to columbus circle to meet up with dora, sally, anna, and sean. we were planning on chilling in central park, so we made our way to memorial field (?) and laid out on the grass. dora was clipping coupons while the rest of us just laid around people watching. we also watched as the sun just completely dropped away in a matter of minutes, and by 4:30pm it was already dusk. damn the earth and its stupid sun-angle rotations. we sat around in the pitch black til park attendants chased us away in their golf-carts-of-doom (damn youz!) we then went back to anna and sally’s for a bit to chill. after sally left to go work at alice’s, the four of us made our way to k-town for some ox-tail soup luvin’ at gam mee ok. we wanted after-din coffee too, so we trekked down to 71 irving place, where i got a root beer float…yum. 71 irving was very coo…it reminded me alot of the coffee shop i used to frequent at school…and might just become my coffee shop-of-choice when me and fish are needing a coffee-and-chess place. after finishing our drinks, we headed to the west village to meet up with a large crew of people at cafe noir for drinky drinks. people came and went, and our group at one point swelled to 15 or so people…wow. after some vicious mojitos and capirinhas (no taste, all cachaca) and people heading off, five of us went to go get more drinky drinks (and a side of sushi) at swim. mmm…spicy yellowtail. and after even more drinking and munching (and the fact that swim closed), we (re)met up with liz and kevin and went to kush for some hookah. so the end of the night came down to us watching two japanese girls across from us dancing middle-eastern style in some odd trance while their boyfriends watched (one of them was video recording), us contemplating (not so) quietly about how they get their kicks (pop in vol.3 baby while we shag!), and the conversation degrading to what the definition of “bukkake” was. excellent…
pics from halloween when i get them…