On Tuesday night I went to Greenwich Village to see Em & Lo knocked up at the same time! Check out the dual-preggo action! These two do everything together. So awesome! With proud fathers-to-be Rob and Joey, respectively. Congrats, you guys!
On Wednesday we all met up at the Sunburnt Cow to celebrate Emma Taylor's birthday! Here's Lo (showing off some of the birthday girl's goodies) and Em.
Emma, Grant, Lorelei and myself started the night out getting our free drink on at a party celebrating the opening of Toys in Babeland's new Soho store.
After a few aspirin and several liters of water *whew*, we hopped in the car and drove out to Ross & Jordana's house in the valley where we also met up with Emma Taylor and Lorelei Sharkey who were in LA for two days as part of their book tour.
On Friday night I went over the Blu on Avenue C to wish farewell to
Em & Lo who were leaving the next morning for their eight week, cross-country
tour to promote their
book that had just come out.
Emma leaned down laughing and put her hair right into a candle that was lit on the table. I was torn between putting it out (which I did) or firing up the cam and getting a pic of her aflame.
We arrived early (around 10ish) to ensure that we'd be able to secure the table right up front next to the karaoke machine. That way later on in the evening when you're real drunk and you want to "correct" people who aren't performing a song up to par by singing over them as loudly as you can, you'll know that they can hear you. Because hey, people love to know when they're doing something wrong. Especially at karaoke. (From L to R: Lorelei, Sean, Joey, Emma and Mary.)
The first night Joey and I made the mistake of playing teams boys vs. girls. We got our asses handed to us and were hardly halfway around the board when the ladies won. (Look how intense my expression is. When I play Cranium, I play to win.)
Too bad living in NYC makes everywhere else seem weird. Around 7:30ish we pulled off the road in northeastern CT to get some dinner. Every place we stopped at was completely mobbed with people. We finally settled on Friendly's (which beyond being filled with a "not-so-Friendly" waitstaff, also had a 25 minute wait for a table). We elected to do the "smart" thing and eat outside. So instead of only waiting 25 minutes inside, we sat outside, freezing our asses off for 50 minutes waiting for our food...all the while listening to somebody's frigging car alarm go off in the parking lot. In the words of Isabella, "Oh, for Frank's sake! Turn that gosh darn thing off!"
After our 3 hour dinner, the few of us that hadn't lapsed into pasta-induced glucose-shock, headed out for KARAOKE! Em & Lo kick things off with their classic rendition of "Steal My Sunshine."
Before heading over to Joe's Pub to be briefed on our stripping mission, Grant and I downed several drinks and consulted sex-advice experts Em and Lo about the kind of moves we would need to be busting to truly insight female frenzy. (By the way, Grant's wearing that fake moustache because he felt like he'd be inhibited if he didn't have "something to hide behind.")