Too Many Gimlets..Ain't It Always the Way/The Hottest Guy in Universe: Is He Gay? The World May Never Know/Why Would You Ask Me I Have a Sesspool?

Last night was mass amounts of fun. Cousin Elaine called me out of the blue and invited me to an exhibit. It was fabulous. A provocative instalation/performance piece that incorperated both phtogaraphy, spoken word and neon (obviously). At this exhibition between Park and Mad. there also happened to be the most ridiculously hot guy eva. I couldn't help but stare, and then to wonder "is he gay?" because everone else there was. Unfortunately, I wasn't given the chance to work my magic on this mec as we were shuffled out so the artists to disrobe and put on street clothes, super ultra never emerged. Hmmmmm. Anyway, he didn't really look like the guy in the photo above but sort of; and whatevs, he's hot too. Later, I rationalized that he probably wasn't for me anyway as he may have been too artsy. I've done artsy. They're even more on the outskirts of reality than I am so it just doesn't work.
Did I emntion that the exhibit was really interesting?
Then I had to meet some old chums from school. Elaine came with. Too much alcohol was comsumed. There was drama. There was a dancing Rhodes Scholar who looked like a silly owl (description via Elaine). There were attempted smooches. Thre was an incident I can't recall in Duane Reade involving a janitor. Basically, it was Thursday.

Tonight I'm going to a fabulous restaurant opening with The One and Only Panda. They're sending a stretch Hummer for us (and by that I mean we're taking the subway). At the moment, I'm burning with anticpation. Dinners with Pands (or anything with pands really) are always top notch--never a dull moment. It will most def be fab.

Then it's off. To the Franz Ferdinand show in B-lyn. Which has been moved BACK TO VOLUME. The Yorge will be there and fabulous Rob will be in from DC. There will be dancing. And I'm sure there will be drama but hopefully only the good kind.
P.S. Franz Ferdinand the band comes up on Google BEFORE the real Franz Ferdinand. This world is nuts.