Mike--a familiar face for those of you long time readers of my humble blog--is back stateside for a bit to take a break from the humidity of India (1).
I've been partying in the Upper East Side more this month than I ever had in the past. That commute back home is a bitch late at night, let me tell ya. However, the Papa John's on 90th and 1st Ave, especially at 4 am, almost makes that worth it. Papa John became Papa Gone in about 2 minutes. That pizza was devoured. Ask me if I love Papa John's. ASK ME! I love it. I adore that pepper they always throw in there, and that always crunchy yet magically flaky crust which I can dip into the garlic sauce. What's not so good is throwing all that back up.
Sin Sin on Friday night.
The advertising guy, the (almost) lawyer, and the doctor.
The night was brought to you by Bud Light.
What exactly was the thinker pondering? "How the heck did they remove all the flavor from this beer!"
By the look of this photo, the tequila did not kick in yet. We're trying to look all tough. The tequila later would soon to be much, much tougher.
Mike(!) showing the exact vein that he likes to stick the needle in. KIDDING. KIDDING, folks. We do NOT condone drug use on this blog. Kids, stay in school.
At some point in the night I started to just randomly take photos of people. I like how this player made sure to hold on to her beer (as well as his) to ensure it not get wasted and picked up by over-eager busboys. Go get it player.
Mike and Kenny. Also, did I mention Kenny liked Bud Light? Kenny, Bud Light will NOT pay for your law school loans, regardless of how frequently you plug their beer!
Mook and Mike like whatever it is they see.
Here's Kenny and one of Stan's hospital pals (forgot your name, sorry!). Note the strategic shift in the night from the Bud Light to Stella! That is called "Stepping Up Your Game."
Tze knows.
"Hey, act surprised!"
Again. Random person.
Afterwards Kenny and I got the obligatory pizza.
And then some more food in St. Marks at a Japanese joint.
Saturday I went to the massive Housing Works book fair.
Saw some interesting books.
You know SOMEONE there needed this book.
There was "art" going on nearby.
Then later that night I roamed around a bit with Mike and Lauren in the LES.
Jump!
"Give me a 'T' er, combined with a J! Yea!"
Lauren's new aviators. Tags on player, tags on.
1. According to the CIA, India remains the "world's largest producer of licit opium for the pharmaceutical trade."