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February 10, 2005
Wonderful for a Honeymoon
Another wonderful day in New York. Started out with a little cup of coffee at the Big Cup, it was looking to be a busy day, and I needed to be sure that I had enough fuel to make it through. Mrs. H. had plans in the morning, so I headed off to explore.
I had passively planned on doing some step 10 work while I was here, so I headed over to NYU to find an old friend who I owned an amends. It was very nice to see her, and fulfilling on my part to make the amends, but let's just say that she was not as pleased with the entire experience as I was. I have to admit that looking back it was unfair to just show up at her office unannounced, leaving her unprepared to face wreakage of years ago, but it is done.
Then it was off to find the new Aero shop. I am a huge fan of Thomas O'Brien and I wanted to check out his new shop. I was not disappointed, it really is a beautiful shop, and I had the extra perk of bumping into Tom himself. Like Matt Lauer, Tom and I play this really quite adorable lover's game, pretending that we don't even know each other. Hell he was so good yesterday he acted as if he didn't even realize that I was in his shop. I was asking empty questions about a light fixture which I had no intentions of buying, and he breezed past me, barely knocking me out of the way with the box he was carrying. I tell you, he had best prepare himself for some evening!
A phone call announcing the arrival of fellow Minnesotan Richard, brought us back to Chelsea. Mrs. H needed a little nap, she really no longer has her youth you know,so I Richard and I set off on our own. After a morning in SoHo it was a cultural change to head up Fifth Ave. It was very exciting to see Arthur Miller doing a bit of shopping at some very fancy boutique, made even more exciting by the fact that he had died the night before. I tell you New York is a magical place.
With time for a disco nap past, and having eliminated the possibilities of pharmaceutical assistance, I splashed some water on my mug and headed out the door for another evening on the town. Some of you may want to sit down before you continue reading, especially if you live inSeattle, it was a very exciting evening.
We all met for drinks at the amazing home of Fabian's friend Bruce. This really was a magnificent home, and I am not saying this just to be reinvited. The view of the Empire State Building and the Chrysler Building was the stuff of movies. We went to dinner at Giorgione, a little place owned by one of the DeLuca's, of Dean and DeLucas fame. That fat Italian guy from the Sopranos was there, and this really sexy English guy whom I practically stalked. I was a wonderful meal. Bruce had to make an early evening of it, so after dinner he headed home. This, of course gave us the opportunity to talk about him freely.
Since I know he reads this blog (hello Bruce), I will be discrete in my narrative of the conversation. Truthfully I found Bruce to be quite charming and the entire evening up to this point remarkably civilized.
All that was soon to change however. As we walked down the stairs into Marie's Crisis, we burst into song, joining an already healthy chorus of On the Street Where You Live. Nothing says gay like being packed into a basement bar, belting out show tunes with a bunch of half in the bag New York transplants, who while wildy talented have all realized that their dreams of becoming "a star" have passed, and a couple of oddly proportioned women who are still hopeful that they will sleep with the guys who took them to prom.
This was a really fun time, doing essentially a staged reading of Pippin with this crowd. Hell, to be in a room where guys who not only were excited when I shouted Baby, but nearly popped a nut at the chance to sing any Maltby/Shire songs. Truly I was home.
Aft a quick stop at the Duplex, long enough to watch an homage to Phantom of the Opera that made "Just Jack" look like it was produced by Cameron Macintosh we headed home to get some well deserved sleep.
Tomorrow "The Gates"
Posted by JimG at February 10, 2005 11:30 PM
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