Karen, myself, and Tricia celebrating

Karen, myself, and Tricia celebrating Trish-dish’s birthday at Black and White last night. I had spent the day on the couch in a Nyquil haze, but I drug myself out to buy Tricia an Amstel Light, the only thing she will drink. Tricia has been in NYC so long and slugged it out in the music biz for so many years that she has achieved the level of coolness necessary to make drinking a yuppie beer like Amstel Light totally punk rock cool. Lots of hotties in attendance, but all I could talk about was how congested I felt before I left very early.
Another note on the weekend, on Sunday, I saw a boy on a bike get hit by a taxi cab. He was alright.

Karen, myself, and Tricia celebrating Trish-dish’s birthday at Black and White last night. I had spent the day on the couch in a Nyquil haze, but I drug myself out to buy Tricia an Amstel Light, the only thing she will drink. Tricia has been in NYC so long and slugged it out in the music biz for so many years that she has achieved the level of coolness necessary to make drinking a yuppie beer like Amstel Light totally punk rock cool. Lots of hotties in attendance, but all I could talk about was how congested I felt before I left very early.

Another note on the weekend, on Sunday, I saw a boy on a bike get hit by a taxi cab. He was alright.