December 2, 2004
One Down; Eleven To Go
Where to start. It's 8pm Thursday and this has been the least productive day of my life. Am I begging for sympathy? Sure. A shoulder is always nice to cry upon. What I really need though is a shotgun (I forgot I have several of those) lobotomy. Something. Anything to make the dullness; the dimwitidness go away. You know there's something out of whack when South Hampton's finest home grown trees aren't doing a thing for you.
Last nite was the debut episode of Project Runway. Since timelines are so popular, let me see if I can comb through my memory to establish my own:
Wednesday 4:05PM Gav calls. "Dude, I'm done with work, I'm coming over." I thought I was going to the gym.
4:30PM Gym is nixed. Gav is on the couch. He's my new bff. The first cans of Miller Lite are sitting ever so pretty on the coffee table.
5:30PM First 6 pack (cans) is discarded. Call Brothers Deli for a quick fill up.
5:31PM First shot of Aquavit taken while awaiting more Miller Lite (cans).
5:36PM Second shot of the water of life is taken un-necessarily I might add. Why Aquavit? Because it's in the freezer.
5:41PM Hug Roberto the lovely delivery man (he is the beer stork after all) from Brothers Deli who originally hails from Pueblo, Mexico. His name for me - Mr. Tequila. Why? One time I got him so liquored up on his native drink that upon exiting my building he promptly dropped trou and relieved himself on the street. Not a pretty picture. A Kodak moment for sure just no Kodak camera at the time. No Canon either.
6:45PM Second 6-pack (cans) disappears. Bloatation sets in. Dinner nixed. We're done with beer. It'll be shots of Aquavit with Beam and ginger to chase.
7:15PM Gav switches to Vodka. The brand - Viking Fjord Vodka. Scandanavian is definitely the new black. I'm still on the water of life.
7:30PM Beam and ginger in hand, the short walk to Project Runway viewing commences.
7:31PM Gav and I are the first to arrive. Host apartment is stocked to the brim with liquor. I love this guy... I come prepared though. I have my Aquavit and Viking Fjord and offer it to the host. He's out on the dirty stuff. So is Gav. It's just me versus the volcano. Tonight I am Linus and the Vit is my towel. What the hell am I talking about?
8:00PM People start arriving. Show doesn't begin for another two hours. Shots are underway. Viking Fjords for everybody. Water of life for me.
9:30PM What was supposed to be a few friends over to watch the show turns into a 40+ person drink-a-thon. No problem though. Roberto is only a phone call away.
Oh forget this timeline thing. I have a headache and the numbers aren't helping. It was supposed to be a few friends and perhaps a few contestants. Well it turned into a few friends, a few contestants, a few friends of friends and a few friends of contestants. At 10PM, the channel was tuned to Bravo and we all sat around the TV like the homeless to a flaming garbage bin.
The night proceeded into oblivion. The generous Mr. F, who never disappoints, provided for many rounds of golf. Thank you Mr. F for ruining my Thursday. Oh yeah - we all watched the show too. If I was an intelligent being, well, I would write something intelligent about the show. But that's not going to happen. The reviews about Heidi Klum were right. She's got as much charisma as a retarded horse. Thankfully, she's not the whole show. The contestants are a funny bunch. The first to be voted off was the only one I didn't like. So that's that. Our amigo, "The Player", didn't get much airtime nor was his outfit given the accolades it deserved. And that's that.
As the party dwindled down and a few of us remained, I found myself pondering the water of life as night slowly turned into day and my life lost a few more years. Hopefully these pix will tell a better story than me. The only smart thing I've done today is turn my cell phone off.

Anyone else know this brand of beer? It's a KTB favorite.

So we sat around and told band camp stories. We also watched that TV show.

Bonnie and Bonnie? I don't know.

B-day girl (not the one in red)

I make this face too. It usually comes after the first gagger and I'm running to the bowl.
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Comments
awesome party, wish the z's and shami could have made it...and where were all the models? my little jenny was there but she doesnt remember anything...even when we went to the bedroom and.........
Posted by pera | 12/03/04 @ 12:00 AM
Sick party!
z's were busy placing bets on the winner
of the show. Anyone know the odds?
Posted by reverend sers sneed | 12/03/04 @ 09:14 AM
did you know they are auctioning off the designs from the show??? the gay trebor's is only fetching like $.50!!!!!!!!!
Posted by pepe | 12/29/04 @ 02:50 PM
YEs I fricken want Nora and bottle of Dom












