The roommates and I are planning a cookout, and I’m already having visions of photoshopping our faces onto the cast of Three’s Company for the Evite.
I probably get a little too excited about shit like this.
I’m alright with that.
This morning is not one of them. This is a shoelace dragging in the puddle, dog-shitty, spilt coffee, wet newspaper-y, cigarette butt-y, chewed up cigar-y, broken trash bag-y, umbrella poke in your eye kind of morning. Argh.
Couldn’t have said it better myself.
I may have just peed into a pitcher because I got home and my roommate was in the bathroom taking a shower. People, I was full of celebratory drinks. I can’t be faulted.
No worries though. The pitcher has been bleached AND discarded.
Also, 2 nights in a row of drunken Crispy Crowns? Is there anything better/worse?
I think not.
We won.
It was a 3+ hour long community board meeting and we sat through a lot of bullshit, but it was so fucking worth it.
My best friend still has a job, a nice man still has a business, and Brooklynites still have a sweet fucking bar. After the victory we all went to Union Hall to celebrate… AND HAD FUN.
Take that, Jon Crow. You fucking fuck.
Hey Brooklyn, if any of you civic-minded types would like to help support Union Hall at the community board meeting tonight, get in touch. I’ve got signs & stuff.
Walking home over the bridge can wait.
Tonight we save Union Hall.
Borough Hall Court Room
6:30pm - May 14, 2008
209 Joralemon St.
Brooklyn, NY