This is just a random thought, but what's with guys asking you to go out by saying "I'm doing kareoke tonight... you should come." I feel like the term "should" is so flakey.
I SHOULD eat more veggies, I SHOULD call my mom more, and I SHOULD get more sleep. Those are all things I "should" do. But if you're asking me to join you for a stab at the old mic at kareoke, then for the love of God, say "I'm doing kareoke tonight, would you like to join me?"
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Pick Up Lines
Ok ladies - it happened again. I got another pick up line that makes me think, were pick up lines just a fad of the 90s or go guys really think they work??
So far my list of Most Memorable Pick Up Lines is at 2*, but Saturday night I added a 3rd to the list...
I was at a roofdeck party and this guy (who was relatively cute if he just kept his mouth shut) comes up to me and says: "When I put my hand up on your hip, then I dip, you dip, we dip. That should be your theme song of the night."
Aaaaarrreee you serious?? Your theme song should be "You say it best when you say nothing at all."
*Here are the other 2 on my list:
#1. A guy played rocks, papers with me from across the bar and when I lost I had to go over to him. That was actually pretty good.
#2. Guy: "Where did you get that necklace?"
Me: "Australia"
Guy: "Is that where you got your pretty blue eyes?"
If you have any good pick up lines, please share!!
So far my list of Most Memorable Pick Up Lines is at 2*, but Saturday night I added a 3rd to the list...
I was at a roofdeck party and this guy (who was relatively cute if he just kept his mouth shut) comes up to me and says: "When I put my hand up on your hip, then I dip, you dip, we dip. That should be your theme song of the night."
Aaaaarrreee you serious?? Your theme song should be "You say it best when you say nothing at all."
*Here are the other 2 on my list:
#1. A guy played rocks, papers with me from across the bar and when I lost I had to go over to him. That was actually pretty good.
#2. Guy: "Where did you get that necklace?"
Me: "Australia"
Guy: "Is that where you got your pretty blue eyes?"
If you have any good pick up lines, please share!!
Friday, June 25, 2010
3 Drinks. 2 Dollars. 1 Angry Bartender.
Last Thursday was a tough night for Celtics fans everywhere, but it was a strange night for one particular Celtics fan - me.
I was at a bar in Brooklyn with Diana watching the game. After the upset and sometime during Kobe's kisses to his 12 illegitimate kids, this guy Greg starts talking to me. And at first he's giving me hell for being a Red Sox fan, and that he just won $1,000 on the Lakers game. Wow. Cool. But I just kept talking to him, and as it turns out, he's a Russian Jew. He was just as surprised when he learned I spoke Russian.
But that's not the point of my story...
In the middle of our convo, the bartender (who was English by the way, so insert your best British accent here) says to Greg, "Hey mate, it's really f#%@ed up that you only tipped me $2 for 3 drinks. I thought you were American, and in America you're supposed to tip $1 a drink."
Both Greg and I were shocked.
If he had said that to me, I woulda been like "First of all pal, go back to England. Second of all, $1 for a $5 drink is a 20% tip, so you're actually making a killing. Third, don't be a cheap-ass - it's ONE dollar. And finally, YOU are serving ME, so if you have a problem with the way I tip, go kvetch about it in the back because I don't care."
Unfortunately, Greg didn't have the law school acumen I have so he wasn't quick enough with an argument. Instead he just told the bartender that he goes there all the time and that he just won $1,000 on the game, and he WAS going to tip the bartender $20 at the end of the night, but now he's not going to.
It was so weird. And I couldn't stop thinking about it, even when I woke up the next morning.
And the next morning, it dawned on me... the bartender was just TOTALLY trying to ruin Greg's game!
Wow, and I thought girls were ruthless. Guys will go so far as to make themselves look like cheap-asses just to kill another guy's game.
I was at a bar in Brooklyn with Diana watching the game. After the upset and sometime during Kobe's kisses to his 12 illegitimate kids, this guy Greg starts talking to me. And at first he's giving me hell for being a Red Sox fan, and that he just won $1,000 on the Lakers game. Wow. Cool. But I just kept talking to him, and as it turns out, he's a Russian Jew. He was just as surprised when he learned I spoke Russian.
But that's not the point of my story...
In the middle of our convo, the bartender (who was English by the way, so insert your best British accent here) says to Greg, "Hey mate, it's really f#%@ed up that you only tipped me $2 for 3 drinks. I thought you were American, and in America you're supposed to tip $1 a drink."
Both Greg and I were shocked.
If he had said that to me, I woulda been like "First of all pal, go back to England. Second of all, $1 for a $5 drink is a 20% tip, so you're actually making a killing. Third, don't be a cheap-ass - it's ONE dollar. And finally, YOU are serving ME, so if you have a problem with the way I tip, go kvetch about it in the back because I don't care."
Unfortunately, Greg didn't have the law school acumen I have so he wasn't quick enough with an argument. Instead he just told the bartender that he goes there all the time and that he just won $1,000 on the game, and he WAS going to tip the bartender $20 at the end of the night, but now he's not going to.
It was so weird. And I couldn't stop thinking about it, even when I woke up the next morning.
And the next morning, it dawned on me... the bartender was just TOTALLY trying to ruin Greg's game!
Wow, and I thought girls were ruthless. Guys will go so far as to make themselves look like cheap-asses just to kill another guy's game.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
1001 Reasons Why I Love New York
# 800: Because on a random Tuesday night Denzel Washington will be at the same concert as you (Ryan Leslie @ Bowery Ballroom)
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
In the meantime...
So I have yet to go on one single date (and yes, I will post a few good stories of "almost-dates" soon). But I have started making a mental list of the 1001 Reasons Why I Love New York.
Reason # 941: there's a fresh fruit stand on every block. (There also happens to be a bagel/doughnut/croissant stand right next to that - I force myself to walk right past it). While I'm currently not going on dates, in the meantime, I'll eat some yummy healthy fruit (like the most amazing peaches I buy every morning) and work on staying in shape this summer.
I actually bought a new bikini at H&M and it's rather skimpy. Maybe this Sunday I'll take my fruity tuchus to Brighton Beach, put on my bikini, and score some Russian Jews. They may not be able to speak English, they may not be legal, but at least I can bring them home to Mom, right?
Reason # 941: there's a fresh fruit stand on every block. (There also happens to be a bagel/doughnut/croissant stand right next to that - I force myself to walk right past it). While I'm currently not going on dates, in the meantime, I'll eat some yummy healthy fruit (like the most amazing peaches I buy every morning) and work on staying in shape this summer.
I actually bought a new bikini at H&M and it's rather skimpy. Maybe this Sunday I'll take my fruity tuchus to Brighton Beach, put on my bikini, and score some Russian Jews. They may not be able to speak English, they may not be legal, but at least I can bring them home to Mom, right?
Monday, June 21, 2010
Welcome to my (lack of) love life...
Hey ladies -
So I know i've always said that i hate blogs and people shouldn't blog unless they live an above-average life so that their blogs can be, well, above-average.
But this changed one night when my friend Amanda and I were sipping beverages at a little bar in Bristol called the Anchor Bar. She told me about one summer in her life where she went on every single date she was asked, kept a journal about it, and adhered to 3 rules: 1. she can't say no. 2. she can't have more than 5 drinks. and 3. she can't tell the guy about her little project. She told us some great adventures she went on.
So I got to thinking... I'll be in the NYC this summer, a city with a million things to do, and also swarming (hopefully) with men. Why don't I try this little project of Amanda's? (Except me being a law school lush, my drink number probably can't be more than 3.) And what better way to let you all know about my trials and tribu-love-tions than a members-only blog?! This way, if you really don't care, then you really don't have to read. But - if you're bored at work or just miss the heck out of me and my ridic/stupid/lame/punny/omg-what-were-you-thinking stories, then keep reading!!
I just hope I don't disappoint!
Signing off -
xoxEs
P.S. feel free to add your own advice, stories, or just a big ol' MWAHAHA.
So I know i've always said that i hate blogs and people shouldn't blog unless they live an above-average life so that their blogs can be, well, above-average.
But this changed one night when my friend Amanda and I were sipping beverages at a little bar in Bristol called the Anchor Bar. She told me about one summer in her life where she went on every single date she was asked, kept a journal about it, and adhered to 3 rules: 1. she can't say no. 2. she can't have more than 5 drinks. and 3. she can't tell the guy about her little project. She told us some great adventures she went on.
So I got to thinking... I'll be in the NYC this summer, a city with a million things to do, and also swarming (hopefully) with men. Why don't I try this little project of Amanda's? (Except me being a law school lush, my drink number probably can't be more than 3.) And what better way to let you all know about my trials and tribu-love-tions than a members-only blog?! This way, if you really don't care, then you really don't have to read. But - if you're bored at work or just miss the heck out of me and my ridic/stupid/lame/punny/omg-what-were-you-thinking stories, then keep reading!!
I just hope I don't disappoint!
Signing off -
xoxEs
P.S. feel free to add your own advice, stories, or just a big ol' MWAHAHA.
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