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September 14, 2006
Jimmy Buffet Is My Hero
First things first:
- Accidentally FORGOT TO PAY MY TAB at The Bowery last night: Check.
- Woken up slightly hungover by cable man: Check.
- Return of the Internet: Check.
- Feeling of exuberance so strong my hangover temporarily lifted until I did a little dance that scared Ethel and made her knock a glass of water off the table and I had to sop up the water: Check.
- Skulked into The Bowery late afternoon to pay the bill. Tipped big, felt small: Check.
As to the boy, all I can tell you is he likes pina coladas, getting caught in the rain, he's not into yoga, and he has half a brain.
And ha! Now you, like Jeff, Jen and Penny from the weekend they were visiting, have that song in your head. You'll be making love at midnight in the dunes of the cape for the rest of the day.
At least I hope you will because damn, doesn't that sound fun?
Posted by jen at September 14, 2006 11:13 AM
Comments
Thank you for the happy wishes but sand in places in shouldn't be? Ewwww. Sorry but I had to say it.
And having the song stuck in my head is a vast improvement over having the image of Neil Patrick Harris half-singing, "Lap dance," stuck there. (Yes, last weekend was strange.)
Posted by: Dagny at September 14, 2006 10:08 PM
oh you are cursed. i should have known better than to read this blog on a crazy friday morning. now i'll be yearning for salt on the edge of my glass all day!
Posted by: carolyn at September 15, 2006 07:10 AM
I yearn for mixed drinks every day.
Posted by: Jeff at September 18, 2006 04:18 PM