Another public apology to Jonno: I’m sorry I ran out of Fat Cock 29 so soon after you arrived last night. It was great to finally see you again, and I certainly wouldn’t have been so impetuous if I didn’t know we’d be boogeying at P.S. 1 with Dori and the Minx later today. It’s just that I’d gotten there early and ran into my friends Alan and Vincent and then Alan introduced me to some friends of his, including this cute, cute boy I couldn’t stop staring at. You know the one, the one I introduced to you. Well, you can imagine my surprise to discover he was staring at me the whole time, too — that kind of stuff doesn’t happen to me that often, especially in bars full of delicious downtown hotties. So we were chatting, and then pushed together by the crowds, and then flirting, and then kissing and stuff. Since you guys hadn’t shown up yet, I figured you may have decided not to deal with the long line outside. So when this fetching young man suggested we beat a hasty retreat, I was all over the idea. Then there you were. Doh! I didn’t mean to be rude or anything, I swear. I’ll make it up to you.
Day: July 29, 2000
Taxicab Confessions
OK, now for a great New York moment: Riding a in a cab over the Manhattan Bridge, watching the skyline twinkle while making out, and hoping the occasional pothole doesn’t lead to a very unfortunate Garp moment.