Sunday 11/14/10

14 Nov

So, I’ve recently received a lot of criticism on my excessive use of CAPSSSSSSSS and !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and I’m not sure if it was due to some external agents, but I ended up getting into a 2-hour argument about this on Friday night spurred by some recent feedback I had received from the editor of another blog I write for, specifically that I should “scale back or eliminate writing in all caps.  The reader will get your enthusiasm and what you’re trying to stress by what you write about the food.  Same goes for drawing out words like sooooooo good.”

Friday was quite the weird night that consisted of a series of events that in retrospect I can’t actually believed happened:

  1. Did S/C/F and I actually watch Totoro as our Friday night “pregame” inspired by the recent South Park series and our mission to witness the origin of the Coon and Cthulhu partnership (all hail)?
  2. Did I actually get into a 45-minute heated argument with C about how yes, some guys ARE too big for regular condoms, with the argument ending in C still refusing to believe me and me throwing a screaming fit?
  3. Did I actually pour myself a glass of scotch from S’s liquor cabinet that I later found out cost like $100/glass? (oops… luckaayyyyyyy… win for poverexia)
  4. Did I actually go out in Gramercy on Friday night (gross) to a bar that had a live country band and Texas flags everywhere (double gross… kill myself)?
  5. Lastly, did I actually engage my friends in a 2-hour pointless argument about why I should continue using CAPSSSSSSS and !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ?!!??!??!?!??!??!

Yup x5.  Such a weird Friday night, but at least I scored a super expensive glass of scotch, all of S’s leftover lamb vindaloo and F’s leftover pesto pizza and spinach roll as my free Friday night dinner.

Saturday night was a bit more normal and full of birthday parties and free drinks the entire night.  It started out at New Ashiya for all-you-can-eat sushi and sake bombing, just our typical weekend.

New Ashiya

We had a party of 10, and we all decided to do one round of legit sake bombing to toast our awesomeness, and after that first round we all started to just pour half a bottle of sake directly into our beers which got pretty ugly by the end of our dinner.  After about 8 special rolls and 10 rounds of sake “bombing” and way too many Asian waitresses yelling at us, we were ready to head out to U’s birthday party at Slate where he had bottle service, which meant free drinks for ME!!!

And then after Slate was W’s birthday party at Sway where she too had bottle service, but unfortunately by then I just couldn’t stomach any more alcohol without throwing up in my mouth which absolutely killed me because when we left a little after 3am there was still literally a FULL bottle of Grey Goose left that W had ordered but no one else could finish.  It PAIINNNEEEEDDDDDDDD me to see that and it was a huge distraction out of the corner of my eye as I was dancing the night away, and several times I half reached toward the table contemplating pouring myself a Grey Goose screwdriver but I just couldn’t get myself to do it.

Next thing I know I wake up in my bed on Sunday at 1:40pm with a splitting headache and with the greatest urge to hurl.  Thank god Chinese food was just a phone call away.

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