Well pull my pants down and call me Hawkins, it’s already the weekend! It’s nearly that point of the week where everyone says kiss my ass so what and heads to the bar in pursuit of a good buzz and poorly performed sexual acts. The weekend is a joyous occasion where many men take relief in loosening their ties while women take comfort in the fact that if they loosen their morals they have a chance at finding a solid drunk dial. Good bless the summer. Short skirts and bad sun burns. Hot dogs and fufu drinks. Baseball and Blueballs. Good times.
There is a lot to get too, so I’m going to throw it down in some sort of daily order. Hopefully you can catch what I’m laying down.
- Tonight: First things first. I’m kicking off my summer barbeque series in Carroll Gardens this evening. Noah and I will be basking in the glorious glow of all things grilled. If you are interested in getting down, give me a call and we will see what can be done.
- Once I’ve had my fill of PBR and hotdogs its back to Manhattan for the On the Speakers set at the Mercury Lounge. Are you going? Cause you should. Their Ep is pure rock genius even if you hate rock, (???).
- The last stop of this gravy train will be at Bside where Sivan is celebrating her 24th birthday. That’s right kids, while the rest of us are busy humping desk jobs, little Ms. Harlap was opening a bar. Come help her celebrate with cheap well tequila and the possibility of cupcakes.
- Honorable mention for this Friday night goes to: Stratford 4 w/ Dios (Bowery); The Double w/ Vietnam (Sin-e); More Chapelle show at 186.
- Saturday: My day will start with Jacob coming over to 186 to give me a hair cut because of this wedding I have to attend next weekend. Having old friends marry is scary (rhyme?), but it should be fun hooking up with townies. Can you tell I’m joking?
- Following the release from the rag, I’ll be heading to weekend barbeque #2 that will include me manning a grill and Culkin’n Mohawk. Check your rear view mirror Mohawk. Objects may seem closer than they appear.
- Then its decision time. The Headset are playing at Arlene’s grocery and you should all go support Jordan and the boys, but I may be attending the Bishop Allen show at the Tank. They are playing with We are Scientists who are friends of friends, but I haven’t heard them yet. There is also a late Arbor Day set at Pianos which is in the hood and since I love Dan like a bastard child, I'll probably be there.
- Sunday: Fuck Sunday. I sure as shit don’t roll.
So call me because I want to party. I want to get drunk. I want to be a shoulder to cry on. I want to be your personal shit show. Wait a second. Fuck all that. I’m going to be a one man wrecking crew so bolt down the furniture because I’m swinging your way.
4 Comments:
all right!!! thats the ticket..money for nothin and your chicks for free!!
nice. now get on it! none of this depressing shit. scat
Thank you for the moral support. I love you all more than my illigitimate step children.
n e time, bisnatch. you've inspired me to go and get unusually drunk tonight. for that, i am eternally greatful. thank you, jay. scat turdly
p.s. be prepaired for the 4 a.m. rant from yours truely. i know you love it.
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