Where were you when the lights went out? I hope you weren’t in the subway .I haven’t heard of anyone I know who was. I left work shortly after it happened and wandered through Soho back to my apartment. I bought a box of Uncle Ben’s instant rice and a pack of cigarettes so I felt prepared for at least a few days of darkness.
Unable to reach anyone on my cell, I set up camp at The Edge, the bar beneath my apartment. I figured if any of my friends were looking for me, they would start there.For some technical reason, Guinness was all that would pour, so a nice couple I met and I tried to finish the keg while we played Trivial Pursuit.
After dark, Tyler and Tricia showed up and the candlelit party got under full swing. We spilled into the street with beers and smokes to cool off and sit upon stranger’s cars.
Toward’s 1AM, Trish left without even considering the rare and coveted blackout-sex. Tyler and I went to the bodega around the corner for some dinner. I was broke so he did the shopping: Chef-Boy-R-D Raviolis, BBQ Bugles, Lays potato chips, and French onin dip. After that repast and a strange encounter with some homeless folks on my stairs, Tyler crashed on my couch and I passed out beside my open bedroom window.
The most memorable things about the night are the most obvious; it was really dark. And it was really quiet. And really shitty.
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There also was a bachelor party for Jerry this weekend. Those pictures should be up tomorrow.