Went to see a friend give a lecture at the Explorer's Club in NY.
(Like a month ago- sorry I'm way behind here)
For those of you that are unfamiliar- the Explorer's club is a group
of creepy old men that meet in a fancy building on the upper east side
and have pissing contests about pointless expeditions to
the north and south poles. I'm pretty sure this is what it says on their website...
explorers.org
Ecologically f***ed up taxidermy.
Lonka! It had been ages since I'd seen her.
Made the whole ordeal worth it.
P.S. David- what happened to going to the dry cleaners?
Between Ani's melon-head and the scaffolding
you can barely see the club's sign.
Also, I look like a midget.
At least I'm not the only midg.
Since David lives in Ohio right now, I let him pick the Bar after dinner.
He picked some place with free hotdogs. Hebrew Nationals even.
So I tried one. And promptly spit it out.
I don't even want to know what PorkSlap means.
The beer wasn't bad though.
I made David trash-pick with me.
He's tired of carrying my spoils.
We had a good spat with the bus driver over
what is trash and what is luggage.
haha! Yeah I almost forgot about the dry cleaning...would have been screwed for the AIAs. Next time, we'll have to definitely look for boxes (to put the treasures in) so bolt bus doesn't think we're hauling trash. those extra large milk crates would have been amazing.
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