The Art Of The Run-In.
Yesterday was full of Run-In's. It was almost absurd how many people crossed my path after 5pm yesterday. In this entry I'm going to give it to you in number form. If someone was left out and gets upset, I'm sorry, but you should understand that there were many to remember. Let me just say that I opted out of the Brooklyn shitshow that was Southpaw. I heard the show was great, but people didn't stick around for Saints and Lovers which is a damn shame. Congrats to everyone involved for "killing it" Brooklyn style. I've yet to get a full report from Mr. No Scene, but if he passes on any nuggets - you'll hear them later. Now... Let the games begin.
1. Justin Carter: Ya'll should know this chap by now. He's a sweetheart. We met in our first class at college and didn't really get the friendship rolling to full steam until this year. Yesterday I met him outside of 186 so he could pass off a disc he's promoting. I'll let you know the verdict after hearing it. He was on his way to see a Broadway show - loser. Thanks Justin!
2. Rory: This kid is great. He works the weekend box office shift for the club along with some AddVice work. We recently crossed paths and realize we get on like champs. He was hanging outside of Gracefully when I cruised through to get a sandwich. We sat in the sun talking about nothing in general. After picking up my sandwich we cruised back through the hood.
3. Scott B: He rolled by Rory and I on his way to the studio to do some work with Alec, (Tuesday's top Run-In). He told me little Chris was down about the Dungen show and that Karl's vocals sound great on the new Stammers record. Pass me a rough when they are ready!
4. Dan & Erin: They had some business to attend to so they stopped in at 186 for a brief hang while I pounded my Mr. Nice. We played a little game of catch up before the bell rang only to reveal that the keyless Kyle was home from work. We sat in the dark of the living room glazed with sweat until Mr. Happy Pants came by. We love Mr. Pants. The boys hit the fire escape while Erin and I got wrapped up in Jeopardy.
5. Kyle: See #4
6. Mr. Happy Pants: See #4
7. Builder: Fuck Builder. Ok, maybe not. I love him, and I love giving him a hard time. He came in from work, and told me I look like a gay clown when my jeans are rolled up. We hit the street and broke off at the 2nd Avenue F stop.
8. Rebecca: Now everyone should make a point to run into Rebecca. She's super rad. This was one of the only planned Run-In's of the evening. We had our sites set on the Vice Photo Issue parties that Hawkins was hosting at Se Ser Vant & Groupe. As we cruised down Houston she filled me in on her Apology and Thank You rules. Rebecca is aces.
9. Eric: There was a brief encounter with this gent and a lady (Jessica?) on the corner of Bowery and Houston. We planned on meeting at the Scissor Sisters show later.
10. Karine & Joey: These girls were hanging out front of Se Ser Vant as the masses were moving to round two of the party. Its funny how much I've seen college friends like this in the past few days, but like I always say - pretty girls are always welcome.
11. Dude with dreads who looks like he should be in the Counting Crows: This guy was working the door at the space and wouldn't let us in. I'd never been in the shop and since it's such a big part of Hawks day, I wanted to check it out. Name dropping didn't work (yup, I'm a whore) so Rebecca and I headed back to the other party. Get a fucking haircut.
12. Christen: Ahhh... another regular Run-In. She was having the same trouble with the door guy so she took off for the other party. We crossed paths once again after Hawk had given me the call and told us to come by Se Ser Vant.
13. Hawkins: This boy has gone completely summer. He is now clad in Searsuckers and loafers. He seemed to be a bit frantic, but he was able to get us past Captain Dreads. Rebecca and I took a look around, stepped out into the back yard and decided it was time to get free beer. We bid adieu to Mr. Summer and walked back to Groupe where the party was beginning to pick up. We slid through the unofficial fashion show, and made our way to the back where the bars were hiding. I opted for a Limon in Tonic while Ms. Low Maintenance scored a PBR. We slugged back those drinks (along with a Sofia - yuck), grabbed another drink and went searching for a fan.
14. Kelly & Jorri: On our way up front we ran into this lady who was bouncing around in normal fashion. Then Jori popped into the circle and we reintroduced ourselves for the 100th time. We discussed how fucking hot it was before breaking off to find our savior.
15. Anoush: We made our way to the front of the space where the car sits, and we even managed to get a spot by the fan before one of those kids (you know, the ones that look like Vice is their Bible stood right in front of it. It wasn't a problem because Anoush cruised by chilling us with his instant cool. Ok, that was weird, but the kid rocks. We were neighbors during our first semester at college before the scary kid I lived with forced me to relocate. Its always a pleasure to see Anoush.
16. Tony Walker: When you have Anoush, Kelly, Hawkins and free drinks in one room, it's a safe bet that TW is lurking in the wings. Another solid college chap. We tried to plot a safe way for him to do "The Alligator" on the roof of the car, but realized it wasn't a good idea. Rebecca and I wanted to climb in and turn the AC on, but we had no luck so we ducked out for a smoke instead.
17. Dana & Rachel: As we spilled out of the overly packed Groupe, we ran into these two ladies who were looking fabulous in their summer dresses. That reminds me, I want to give a big thank you to all the girls in New York. You ladies are doing great this year. So Rebecca and I huffed one down and the four of us cruised back into the store. I went on beer patrol while she hit the bathroom. I could barely squeeze through the room, (Note: ran into Marc, his lady friend who's name escapes me and Rory - again). It was a bit of a disaster and the beer was warm so we broke out.
18. Danielle: I have to admit, she was almost forgotten. But I do remember when I stuffed my way back to the bar, there she was, standing right next to me. It's a shame this beauty is leaving the city, but I'm sure she'll fare well on the west coast.
19. Nate & Amy: The plan was to catch a frozen pear mojito at Cafe Colonial before making our next move, but while we were on the sidewalk, these two cruised up the street. I haven't seen them since the July 4th bbq where I made Jack's grill my bitch, so we decided to 86 the Colonial and follow them.
20. Homer & Jason: Nate lured us a couple blocks west to some bar that might actually be called Downstairs, (for obvious reasons). These gents were sipping on some beers before heading to Motor City. We saddled up to the bar and had some Buds.
21. Spanish Dude In The Deli: So Rebecca and I busted out in the direction of frozen margaritas. We figured a Sparks would be a welcomed addition to the walk so we popped into a deli. Some dude started saying something to Rebecca. I hadn't noticed, but when we got outside she was a bit pissed. What the fuck is it with some dudes? Why do they just say shit to women? I guess it's like that David Cross bit... "Maybe, just maybe that 100th girl loves to fuck in a pile of trash".
22. Sean: This is another freshman hallway friend who I've managed to see over the years. He was having dinner at The Hat with Jorri and a couple other folks when we stopped in for a to-go margarita. We wished them a good night and headed to Houston in search of a stoop for cigarettes and ritas session. So yeah, before I go any further, let me explain. I'm trying to get into smoking. Why? Well, early death... no scratch that... because it's a good excuse to have to step outside at work. Also, and I think this has been said before, but Mr. Baldass told me you look cooler with a cigarette.
23. The Bowery Crew, Meredith, Bucket, Christie, Hawk & Jimmy Fallon: So we finished our ritas and crossed Houston. The front room of the Mercury was bustling with excitement as Scissor Sisters just took the stage. We grabbed a Bud and managed to squeeze into the back corner where their person sound board found a home. After a few songs we opted for the bar room since neither of us are HUGE fans. Scissor Sisters sounded great and had the room moving, but it really wasn't what I needed at that point in the evening. Eventually Rebecca took off, Beach and I did a tequila shot and I slept like a baby. Oh, Jimmy Fallon was at the bar when I pulled up for another Bud.
So that was my evening in an extended - who the fuck would want to read this - nutshell. My new plan is to be drunk all the time so the next time you see me I won't remember this kind of stuff and feel totally compelled to write about it.
1. Justin Carter: Ya'll should know this chap by now. He's a sweetheart. We met in our first class at college and didn't really get the friendship rolling to full steam until this year. Yesterday I met him outside of 186 so he could pass off a disc he's promoting. I'll let you know the verdict after hearing it. He was on his way to see a Broadway show - loser. Thanks Justin!
2. Rory: This kid is great. He works the weekend box office shift for the club along with some AddVice work. We recently crossed paths and realize we get on like champs. He was hanging outside of Gracefully when I cruised through to get a sandwich. We sat in the sun talking about nothing in general. After picking up my sandwich we cruised back through the hood.
3. Scott B: He rolled by Rory and I on his way to the studio to do some work with Alec, (Tuesday's top Run-In). He told me little Chris was down about the Dungen show and that Karl's vocals sound great on the new Stammers record. Pass me a rough when they are ready!
4. Dan & Erin: They had some business to attend to so they stopped in at 186 for a brief hang while I pounded my Mr. Nice. We played a little game of catch up before the bell rang only to reveal that the keyless Kyle was home from work. We sat in the dark of the living room glazed with sweat until Mr. Happy Pants came by. We love Mr. Pants. The boys hit the fire escape while Erin and I got wrapped up in Jeopardy.
5. Kyle: See #4
6. Mr. Happy Pants: See #4
7. Builder: Fuck Builder. Ok, maybe not. I love him, and I love giving him a hard time. He came in from work, and told me I look like a gay clown when my jeans are rolled up. We hit the street and broke off at the 2nd Avenue F stop.
8. Rebecca: Now everyone should make a point to run into Rebecca. She's super rad. This was one of the only planned Run-In's of the evening. We had our sites set on the Vice Photo Issue parties that Hawkins was hosting at Se Ser Vant & Groupe. As we cruised down Houston she filled me in on her Apology and Thank You rules. Rebecca is aces.
9. Eric: There was a brief encounter with this gent and a lady (Jessica?) on the corner of Bowery and Houston. We planned on meeting at the Scissor Sisters show later.
10. Karine & Joey: These girls were hanging out front of Se Ser Vant as the masses were moving to round two of the party. Its funny how much I've seen college friends like this in the past few days, but like I always say - pretty girls are always welcome.
11. Dude with dreads who looks like he should be in the Counting Crows: This guy was working the door at the space and wouldn't let us in. I'd never been in the shop and since it's such a big part of Hawks day, I wanted to check it out. Name dropping didn't work (yup, I'm a whore) so Rebecca and I headed back to the other party. Get a fucking haircut.
12. Christen: Ahhh... another regular Run-In. She was having the same trouble with the door guy so she took off for the other party. We crossed paths once again after Hawk had given me the call and told us to come by Se Ser Vant.
13. Hawkins: This boy has gone completely summer. He is now clad in Searsuckers and loafers. He seemed to be a bit frantic, but he was able to get us past Captain Dreads. Rebecca and I took a look around, stepped out into the back yard and decided it was time to get free beer. We bid adieu to Mr. Summer and walked back to Groupe where the party was beginning to pick up. We slid through the unofficial fashion show, and made our way to the back where the bars were hiding. I opted for a Limon in Tonic while Ms. Low Maintenance scored a PBR. We slugged back those drinks (along with a Sofia - yuck), grabbed another drink and went searching for a fan.
14. Kelly & Jorri: On our way up front we ran into this lady who was bouncing around in normal fashion. Then Jori popped into the circle and we reintroduced ourselves for the 100th time. We discussed how fucking hot it was before breaking off to find our savior.
15. Anoush: We made our way to the front of the space where the car sits, and we even managed to get a spot by the fan before one of those kids (you know, the ones that look like Vice is their Bible stood right in front of it. It wasn't a problem because Anoush cruised by chilling us with his instant cool. Ok, that was weird, but the kid rocks. We were neighbors during our first semester at college before the scary kid I lived with forced me to relocate. Its always a pleasure to see Anoush.
16. Tony Walker: When you have Anoush, Kelly, Hawkins and free drinks in one room, it's a safe bet that TW is lurking in the wings. Another solid college chap. We tried to plot a safe way for him to do "The Alligator" on the roof of the car, but realized it wasn't a good idea. Rebecca and I wanted to climb in and turn the AC on, but we had no luck so we ducked out for a smoke instead.
17. Dana & Rachel: As we spilled out of the overly packed Groupe, we ran into these two ladies who were looking fabulous in their summer dresses. That reminds me, I want to give a big thank you to all the girls in New York. You ladies are doing great this year. So Rebecca and I huffed one down and the four of us cruised back into the store. I went on beer patrol while she hit the bathroom. I could barely squeeze through the room, (Note: ran into Marc, his lady friend who's name escapes me and Rory - again). It was a bit of a disaster and the beer was warm so we broke out.
18. Danielle: I have to admit, she was almost forgotten. But I do remember when I stuffed my way back to the bar, there she was, standing right next to me. It's a shame this beauty is leaving the city, but I'm sure she'll fare well on the west coast.
19. Nate & Amy: The plan was to catch a frozen pear mojito at Cafe Colonial before making our next move, but while we were on the sidewalk, these two cruised up the street. I haven't seen them since the July 4th bbq where I made Jack's grill my bitch, so we decided to 86 the Colonial and follow them.
20. Homer & Jason: Nate lured us a couple blocks west to some bar that might actually be called Downstairs, (for obvious reasons). These gents were sipping on some beers before heading to Motor City. We saddled up to the bar and had some Buds.
21. Spanish Dude In The Deli: So Rebecca and I busted out in the direction of frozen margaritas. We figured a Sparks would be a welcomed addition to the walk so we popped into a deli. Some dude started saying something to Rebecca. I hadn't noticed, but when we got outside she was a bit pissed. What the fuck is it with some dudes? Why do they just say shit to women? I guess it's like that David Cross bit... "Maybe, just maybe that 100th girl loves to fuck in a pile of trash".
22. Sean: This is another freshman hallway friend who I've managed to see over the years. He was having dinner at The Hat with Jorri and a couple other folks when we stopped in for a to-go margarita. We wished them a good night and headed to Houston in search of a stoop for cigarettes and ritas session. So yeah, before I go any further, let me explain. I'm trying to get into smoking. Why? Well, early death... no scratch that... because it's a good excuse to have to step outside at work. Also, and I think this has been said before, but Mr. Baldass told me you look cooler with a cigarette.
23. The Bowery Crew, Meredith, Bucket, Christie, Hawk & Jimmy Fallon: So we finished our ritas and crossed Houston. The front room of the Mercury was bustling with excitement as Scissor Sisters just took the stage. We grabbed a Bud and managed to squeeze into the back corner where their person sound board found a home. After a few songs we opted for the bar room since neither of us are HUGE fans. Scissor Sisters sounded great and had the room moving, but it really wasn't what I needed at that point in the evening. Eventually Rebecca took off, Beach and I did a tequila shot and I slept like a baby. Oh, Jimmy Fallon was at the bar when I pulled up for another Bud.
So that was my evening in an extended - who the fuck would want to read this - nutshell. My new plan is to be drunk all the time so the next time you see me I won't remember this kind of stuff and feel totally compelled to write about it.
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