November 03, 2007

No Pressure Saturday

I was lazing around the apartment on Saturday afternoon when I got a call from Lisa and Pauly. They told me that they were at a bar right around the corner with their friend Iva who was in town visiting from Toronto and that they had already been drinking for "a couple of hours." They suggested I should swing by and grab a drink, but you know, No Presh.

I told them I'd swing by for ONE DRINK because, if I remember correctly, I had "a bunch of stuff to do." One drink turned into two, and then two drinks led to me purchasing a ticket for the PARTY EXPRESS. Because everyone knows that once it hits your lips, it's so good. Not much of a narrative here, but these pics all still make me laugh!

lisa, pizza the dog — I made it to the bar around 6pm and was stoked to see that Lisa and Pauly had brought their dog Pizza to the bar and that he was already showing off his amazing balance skills on the top of the booths.

We all made each other special paper clip bracelets. Then Pauly had to be all alternative and shit and turn his bracelet into...

pauly — ...a NOSE CHAIN. Which was his way of paying homeage to Canada's most famous fashion innovator - Jane Child. She pretty much *invented* the nose chain thing, you know. (PS - Can you believe there's actually a wikipedia entry for *nose chain*??? PPS - Jane Child is totally mentioned on it! SCORE!)

gabe, hector, iva, pauly — After getting good and drunk, we went back to our apartment to play some Guitar Hero...

gabe, hector, lisa, pauly, pizza the dog — ...and to get drunker. Once you surpass a certain number of drinks, Guitar Hero will no longer satisfy your urge to drunkenly sing along with songs you love and you invariably end up deciding that you should go sing KARAOKE!

iva, me — We took the scenic route from our apartment to 2nd On 2nd so that we could show Iva our favorite world-famous New York City landmark: **RAPE ALLEY**!

iva, pauly — Hi, can you tell that we're all very...

iva — Iva went with the always good smoosh face.

I got on the horn and texted Meredith: "2nd & 2nd. 9:20pm and karaoke is already totally out of control. Come soon!"

meredith, pauly — A short while later, ta-da!

lisa, meredith — As soon as she arrived, Lisa helped outfit her with a...

This girl looked like a Disney character.

And oh-my-god could she sing. Holy moly.

Can you tell that I liked her? (I think this is my favorite creepy picture of myself, btw.)

Oh jesus, remember this lady? She was wearing some kind of "wacky jumper" outfit and went up and sang *How Much Is That Puppy In the Window*. Yep, the one with the waggily tail. That fucking song.

Jesus, lady. If you're not going to scream or do something interesting with the song you could at least take your top off or something. Let me introduce you to a couple of your more-fun karaoke counterparts!

Like, how about Dr. Pumpkin Pants here! I have no memory whatsoever of what song she sang, but her outfit was so rad (I mean, HELLO!) that it just made every feel fantastic.

And then there was this guy! Any time someone at karaoke goes up to sing and they're holding a rocks glass, you know you're in for a treat. Booze is the secret ingredient to karaoke and so if you're drinking it straight up it's basically telling other people that you're not there to fuck around, you're there to GET YOUR KARAOKE ON! This guy and his little dino arms were a karaoke dream come true.

gabe, me — My dance moves, unfortunately, had the exact same effect on Gabe.

iva, lisa, meredith, pauly — Here's us walking down the street totally wasted even though it was only 11:30pm!

meredith — Trouble, man. Trouble. We did what any self-respecting drunk mob would do when out of commission so early in the evening in the East Village...

lisa, pauly — Head to the Odessa Diner for milkshakes and flexdowns!

I went with one of my old NJ Diner stand bys: Two eggs over, home fries, wheat toast!

iva — Iva dug into her cluuuuuub sammich with an intense ferocity. Hahah.