I Read Banned Books

Toppy, I love you so much that I would hold your hair back today.  Gin and tonics and shrimpys for the win!  I know you are having a fucking blast because I am a small part of it, but I hope this is on of the happiest of happy days in your 29 years.  Bwahahahhahahahahhahaha!

And so do good times with good people, good jazz, good food, and good drinks.  See:

Make someone happy,
Make just one someone happy;
Make just one heart the heart you sing to.
One smile that cheers you,
One face that lights when it nears you,
One girl you’re ev’rything to.

Fame if you win it,
Comes and goes in a minute.
Where’s the real stuff in life to cling to?
Love is the answer,
Someone to love is the answer.
Once you’ve found her, build your world around her.

Make someone happy,
Make just one someone happy,
And you will be happy, too.

I love even the turrible, turrible when I have had enough mint-based refreshments.  Mo-hee-toes FTW!

… if I told you, I would have to kill you.

New York continues to be a fucking blast.  Highlights today included:

• An apple fritter the size of my head
• An evil whisper in Grand Central Station
• A little blue box from Tiffany’s
• A dead tortoise at the Central Park Zoo
• A freak walking around with a framed picture of Michael Jackson
• Stale street vendor pretzels
• Blond trophies on Broadway
• Dual Plurking lapops next to my bestie in the same bed in the same room
• Having Topsurf join our New York adventure
• Dying and going to Shrimp Heaven
• Get beads without flashing my tata’s … twice
• Meeting Yoon and hearing her yell:  Does it look like I peed in my pants?
• Drinking martinis at a great locals place with a 43 page drink menu
• Planning out our next day’s adventures … you’ll have to revisit to find out what happens.

However, The City That Never Sleeps is even better than I anticipated.  Today was a blast.  First day highlights included a real car ride from JFK to Port Authority, a trip to Soho for breakfast at a French bistro, a jaunt through Washington Square, a walk on the boardwalk at Coney Island, a late lunch at a neighborhood cafe, brief afternoon nappage, and an evening stroll to Times Square for people watching and my first slice of authentic New York pie with a cheesecake dessert.

Who knows what tomorrow brings?  Something tells me I am going to continue to love this place.

Could today get any sweeter?  I had a extreme makeover on my hands and feet today.  I packed in record time for my trip in two suitcases — one for clothing and one for shoes, toiletries, and accessories.  (I don’t count my camera bag, laptop bag, and purse in that number by the way.) I am going to see one of my favorite 80′s bands Tears for Fears tonight with one of my favorite people, Boog.  Yes, Boog is a people.  And, last but certainly not least, I am going to be a part of New York, New York by the time the sun rises on the East side tomorrow morning.  I am totally giddy with excitement.  You may be sick of me before this week is over.  I am going to take New York City by storm …  going to break it down.

Or is it a gothopotamus?  I thought the freaks only came out at night.  I guess we should just be lucky it is on a leash.

If you have not been paying attention closely, I am popping my NYC cherry on Sunday!  I would be remiss if I did not share what I am looking forward to in a Thursday 13.  As I mentioned yesterday, something tells me I am going to love this place because I plan on …

1.  Telling the non-English-speaking cabbie I want a real cab ride (and getting the full experience)

2.  Eating a hot dog from a cart (and living to tell about how freaking delicious it was)

3.  Taking an early morning walk through Central Park (before the drunken bums awaken and after the muggers have left for the day)

4.  Paying my respects at Ground Zero (for we will never fugheddaboudit)

5.  Visiting museums (Note the plural.  We have little culture here in Las Vegas.)

6.  Listening to live jazz (with a martini in each hand and my favorite dancing shoes on my feet)

7.  Seeing a Broadway show (perhaps Hair, Wicked, or whatever the majority deems best)

8.  Eating at authentic restaurants (possibly a Chinese one and say:  “Cartwright! Cartwright!  I yell just like that!”)

9.  Exploring and appreciating the architecture (perhaps climbing to the top of the Empire State Building and cuddling with a hairy friend)

10.  Riding on the subway (except it will be known as the “Party Train”)

11.  Channeling by inner novelist at The Algonquin Hotel (maybe encountering a spirit or two)

12.  Doing  all the expected touristy things (but looking like a real New Yorker in the process)

13.  Creating lifelong memories (with Cougars Gone Wild Perpstu, Topsurf, Citizen Janey, DivineMsA, and Zen Goddess Jen)

Start spreading the news, I’m leaving at 11:19 PM on Saturday …