Had a lotta visitors this past weekend
Had a pretty full weekend, all things considered. The main thing was that I had a sitter so that I could roll with a buncha friends early on Saturday at a friend’s place in Billyburg.
A new guy gave me a lift back into the city.
Him: You have a lotta friends in this city. I mentioned that I knew you and some guys overheard and came over and started talking about you – good things. That’s cool.
Me: (laughing) I probably owe them money.
He dropped me off at 14th Street and 7th Avenue where Mouse picked me up to head home.
But not before she was nice enough to drive me to Koreatown to pick up some pre-seasoned food and then come back with me to help me clean up the place.
Boy: MOUSE! I missed you!
Her: I missed you too – give me a hug!
She also found time to roll around with the boy on the mats.
While she was here, Paul and his wife stopped by with their two-year old daughter. She and the boy got along great – I think he’s just so thrilled to see other kids after spending 10 months with his grandparents.
This is him showing her his tablet, to which he may or may not be addicted to at this point.
After Paul and his family left, Mouse left soon after but then Chad, Pez, and IC showed up. It was the first time in a while that I had people over with the kid and it was pretty great, I gotta say.
Boy: Where can I sit?
Me: You can sit next to uncle Chad.
Now, Iron Chef’s an actual chef so, while I grilled up the stuff from Koreatown, he made some shrimp and mushrooms, and finished it off with some Japanese dessert.
I probably shoulda taken pics but trust me that it was all killer. Then we got down to finally playing some cards. They’d never played before so I told them we had to all tell our best three-minute story to decide who went first.
Iron Chef won because it involved him getting naked on the streets of NYC.
We talked about randomness, as people do while playing cards.
IC: I used to go to the jazz club downtown. (pause) Because I like jazz.
Me: Sure, I went there too because I like jazz. Big, bouncy jazz.
Chad: What guy doesn’t like big, bouncy jazz?
Forgot who won but it was either me or Pez. I suppose it doesn’t matter.
It was a nice innocuous night. What more can you ask for in this day and age?