Match Director's Blog
Sunday, June 22, 2003
Weeks 27 & 28 - Harry Potter 5
My friend works for Scholastic (The Harry Potter Company). She helped run
the unveiling of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix at the Toys R Us
in Times Square on June 20-21 midnight. She was on TV.
Afterwards there's this party at some swank club (Anju's in the
village I think it was) and I invited myself along (sorry about that Tina)
and I meet Tina and her friend at the door. I was instructed to say that I
was 'Alison's guest for Angel's birthday party'. There is a velvet rope
outside specifically designed to keep people like me out. I am not cool
enough to attend this party or go inside this club.
But I'm with Tina and Angel herself, and they can't really reject the
birthday girl.
Still determined to make me feel like a jerk, the bouncer informs me with as
much disdain as he can muster that the cover charge is $20. There's no
band, no performance inside, that's just the price cool people pay to be
cool together and drink themselves rad.
I immediately ascertain that this astronomical cover charge is designed to
intimidate me, and I must confess, I wasn't exactly dressed to kill. I had
just come from a rehearsal, and I was dressed like Greg Brady.
Nevertheless:
WHAT SHOULD HAVE HAPPENED:
Bouncer In Expensive Suit Wearing Ponytail: 'The cover's twenty.'
Me: 'Here's two hundred. Go buy yourself a tie that's not off the sales
rack at S&K, fatass.'
WHAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED:
Bouncer In Expensive Suit Wearing Ponytail: 'The cover's twenty.'
Me: 'Wow! Twenty dollars! That's expensive! I'm not sure I have that
much - oh wait, I have my emergency twenty dollars. Here you go!'
Inside, I buy the birthday girl one drink and suddenly I'm done for the
night. Dead broke.
We go downstairs to another set of velvet ropes. Angel informs the
gatekeeper that she's the birthday girl. No dice. She must be cleared by
'Alison.' Another security specialist bulging out of his Armani suit
sternly informs us we can't wait in the hallway. Its a fire code violation.
So is my polyester jacket, a-hole, you don't see me making a fuss.
Anyway, after twenty minutes of 80s Michael Jackson hits Alison appears and
grants us entry into the ultra cool sublair.
Whoopee.
Broke, deaf and super-sweaty inside my jacket, this mega-stud (me, in case
you haven't been following along) does what any hot twenty-something would
do in the same situation. He goes straight home and snuggles up with Harry
Potter 5.
I am pleased to report that Harry does not discriminate against the poor.
Ron and Hermione wear hand me downs and Harry doesn't think any less of
them. Ah, fiction. ¶ 6:58 PM 0 comments links to this post
the unveiling of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix at the Toys R Us
in Times Square on June 20-21 midnight. She was on TV.
Afterwards there's this party at some swank club (Anju's in the
village I think it was) and I invited myself along (sorry about that Tina)
and I meet Tina and her friend at the door. I was instructed to say that I
was 'Alison's guest for Angel's birthday party'. There is a velvet rope
outside specifically designed to keep people like me out. I am not cool
enough to attend this party or go inside this club.
But I'm with Tina and Angel herself, and they can't really reject the
birthday girl.
Still determined to make me feel like a jerk, the bouncer informs me with as
much disdain as he can muster that the cover charge is $20. There's no
band, no performance inside, that's just the price cool people pay to be
cool together and drink themselves rad.
I immediately ascertain that this astronomical cover charge is designed to
intimidate me, and I must confess, I wasn't exactly dressed to kill. I had
just come from a rehearsal, and I was dressed like Greg Brady.
Nevertheless:
WHAT SHOULD HAVE HAPPENED:
Bouncer In Expensive Suit Wearing Ponytail: 'The cover's twenty.'
Me: 'Here's two hundred. Go buy yourself a tie that's not off the sales
rack at S&K, fatass.'
WHAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED:
Bouncer In Expensive Suit Wearing Ponytail: 'The cover's twenty.'
Me: 'Wow! Twenty dollars! That's expensive! I'm not sure I have that
much - oh wait, I have my emergency twenty dollars. Here you go!'
Inside, I buy the birthday girl one drink and suddenly I'm done for the
night. Dead broke.
We go downstairs to another set of velvet ropes. Angel informs the
gatekeeper that she's the birthday girl. No dice. She must be cleared by
'Alison.' Another security specialist bulging out of his Armani suit
sternly informs us we can't wait in the hallway. Its a fire code violation.
So is my polyester jacket, a-hole, you don't see me making a fuss.
Anyway, after twenty minutes of 80s Michael Jackson hits Alison appears and
grants us entry into the ultra cool sublair.
Whoopee.
Broke, deaf and super-sweaty inside my jacket, this mega-stud (me, in case
you haven't been following along) does what any hot twenty-something would
do in the same situation. He goes straight home and snuggles up with Harry
Potter 5.
I am pleased to report that Harry does not discriminate against the poor.
Ron and Hermione wear hand me downs and Harry doesn't think any less of
them. Ah, fiction. ¶ 6:58 PM 0 comments links to this post
Monday, June 09, 2003
Weeks 25 & 26 - RI Wedding
> Memorial Day was very memorial. Danny 'The Good
> Doctor' Raible picked me up in New York and we went to Rhode Island for the
> weekend. A wedding. You know what that means. Broads. Many, many broads.
> Schwing! Most excellent, Wayne.
>
> Danny and I are probably the only guys IN THE
> UNIVERSE who can spend the > entire holiday weekend in a sorority house and not
> get any action, but we did. We sure did. It took a lot of work, but we
> drove 'em all off. Way to go, Dan! High five, brother!
>
> Now, in our defense, most of the girls were gone home for the summer. But
> those who stayed for summer school were particularly lonely, right? They
> had to be.
>
> Nope. Nothing. A smile.
>
> And the ladies at the wedding? I have pictures to prove that Danny and I
> are not that ugly. Danny, in fact, just graduated from PA school, AND he
> has a sunny disposition! What more could you ask for, ladies? Danny is
> also very funny. For example, at the reception, Danny did the backspin
> during a rock song (his signature move at every wedding he goes to). Later
> he dressed up in an Elvis costume and dropped his mother on the dance floor.
> I am not making any of this up! Danny is a bigger goof than me! Dropped
> her HARD! They both fell over - I'm sure Mrs. Raible's teeth were rattling!
> Luckily, neither was hurt. Nice going, Dan! Very smooth!
>
> All married. All of them.
>
> Anyway, best wishes to Shawn and Deana. Next time
> you throw a wedding INVITE SOME SINGLE BABES!!!! Jeez! You know what I
> mean? You pay all this money to travel, to stay in the sorority house, to
> rent nice clothes and buy shampoo and soap, the least they could do is add
> some hotties to the guest list.
>
> Of course, that's just my opinion, I'm probably
> right. ¶ 6:50 PM 0 comments links to this post
> Doctor' Raible picked me up in New York and we went to Rhode Island for the
> weekend. A wedding. You know what that means. Broads. Many, many broads.
> Schwing! Most excellent, Wayne.
>
> Danny and I are probably the only guys IN THE
> UNIVERSE who can spend the > entire holiday weekend in a sorority house and not
> get any action, but we did. We sure did. It took a lot of work, but we
> drove 'em all off. Way to go, Dan! High five, brother!
>
> Now, in our defense, most of the girls were gone home for the summer. But
> those who stayed for summer school were particularly lonely, right? They
> had to be.
>
> Nope. Nothing. A smile.
>
> And the ladies at the wedding? I have pictures to prove that Danny and I
> are not that ugly. Danny, in fact, just graduated from PA school, AND he
> has a sunny disposition! What more could you ask for, ladies? Danny is
> also very funny. For example, at the reception, Danny did the backspin
> during a rock song (his signature move at every wedding he goes to). Later
> he dressed up in an Elvis costume and dropped his mother on the dance floor.
> I am not making any of this up! Danny is a bigger goof than me! Dropped
> her HARD! They both fell over - I'm sure Mrs. Raible's teeth were rattling!
> Luckily, neither was hurt. Nice going, Dan! Very smooth!
>
> All married. All of them.
>
> Anyway, best wishes to Shawn and Deana. Next time
> you throw a wedding INVITE SOME SINGLE BABES!!!! Jeez! You know what I
> mean? You pay all this money to travel, to stay in the sorority house, to
> rent nice clothes and buy shampoo and soap, the least they could do is add
> some hotties to the guest list.
>
> Of course, that's just my opinion, I'm probably
> right. ¶ 6:50 PM 0 comments links to this post
