November 10, 2003

post-nanny

Sometime during Saturday night's drunken fiasco, I let Sarah B unwind my hair, so as to satisfy everyone's curiosity. It felt a bit like we were making an Amish porn flick. Everyone got real turned on when we started showing some ankle later in the night.

Things I do remember:

Sarah B making us wear red lipstick.
Confessing that I love Fran Drescher.
Benjamin buying daisies from a very amused street vendor at 3 AM.
Drunk blogging and having a very hard time at it.


Things I can't quite remember:

Why Sarah B made us wear lipstick.
What made me refer to an event as pre-Nanny.
Why a total stranger bought me a drink at the last bar.
At what point Benjamin put on pink pajamas

A fine time was had by all. Can't really remember having so much fun with near strangers. Felt something like having my imaginary friends suddenly become very, very real. Sarah B's mother (despite her daughter's potty mouth) must be congratulated for raising a lady, and Benjamin's for raising a v. conscientious and gentlemanly host. Next time, however, stop me at five lemon drops and remind me that the Pad Thai was nothing special.

Posted by This Fish at November 10, 2003 09:06 AM
Comments

Next time I go to karaoke, all you guys have to come out. Drunken good times in the Big City.

Posted by: Paul Gutman at November 10, 2003 10:33 AM

Seriously, you and Sarah B. together could do some damage. Must have been a fun time!

Posted by: Anne at November 10, 2003 11:09 AM

The Fish and Sarah B were TOGETHER?? No WONDER there was a lunar eclipse!!!

Posted by: Michael at November 10, 2003 12:19 PM

And I mean that in a good way. I would have said "No WONDER there were fireworks!!" if it had been the 4th of July.

Posted by: Michael at November 10, 2003 12:20 PM

I believe the "pre-Nanny" comment involved real downer things like Jim Belushi and rape, so it's best left unexplained.

Seriously, also? Your twisty hair was FASCINATING to me.

God bless MTV interns and gatorade. And advil. And Ben(jamin), for walkng closest to the street.

Posted by: Sarah B. at November 10, 2003 03:24 PM

Actually, now that I'm sober, I think the story involved Dan Ackroyd's wife.
But Pre-Nanny it was, indeed.

Posted by: Fish at November 10, 2003 03:34 PM

that's way too fabulous of a weekend. unfair.

Posted by: julia at November 10, 2003 04:34 PM

We'll do it again in Q1. All are welcome. Though you have to go for your coats one at a time -- I only have two hands. And I'm pretty certain we won't all fit in my bed. But we can try.

Posted by: Benjamin at November 10, 2003 04:56 PM

Oh my GAWD! Fish and Sarah B together?! I'm totally jerking off to that thought tonight.

Posted by: Rocco Yamamoto at November 10, 2003 09:23 PM

Walking closest to the street? You noticed that? You can take the girl from the South, but you can't take the South from the girl.

Did he wait for you to exit the elevator first too?

Posted by: Gopi at November 10, 2003 11:13 PM

Rocco, no way! Because I totally scream "YAMAMOTO!" whenever I come.

Posted by: Sarah B. at November 11, 2003 03:49 PM

haha Rocco that cracked me up. Sarah, you're pretty funny too. that must have been "the best night ever."

Posted by: hubs at November 11, 2003 05:45 PM