OK, so another great weekend spent in the city, this time's reason (as if I need one to go) was a prelude to Kent's birthday which kind of coincides with Belmont races. Arrived on Friday night, took the bus in, so much easier! And a better choice for me, since I seem to always take a wrong turn and end up in Jersey City or heading uptown when I should be going downtown. This way I get to Port Authority on 41st and 8 ave, just walk through some double doors and get into a cab, and say Houston and Avenue A, but only after calling Kent to verify the cross street, because I've only been there a million times.
Friday night was relatively calm, we had some pizza with appropriate alcoholic beverages :) got to sleep at a reasonable hour. Oh and got Kent and JR hooked on Chelsey Lately, E network, if you haven't seen this show, its a must, the midget sidekick called Chewy should give you enough cause to investigate! At around 4am Mike the 90 or is it 120 pound dog woke me up thinking he could kick me off the couch so he could sleep there....yeah no! Not gonna happen.......
Saturday, another trip to the OTB this time to bet on Belmont Races, and even though I was not going to bet on any horses this time around I somehow had a change of plan, maybe it was the vodka screwdriver ( a requirement, as you all well know from my last OTB experience). I had expected the place to be busier, but was not disappointed by the scenery. A guy wearing pants resembling shiny garbage bags, tucked into oh so fashionable cowboy boots passed me on my way to the betting booth. The very vocal Latin and African American Ladies dressed as if they were going to a fancy dinner at Mickey D's, outside were not short of entertainment. I'm not often grossed out by public places, but man I wish I had some sort of disinfectant hand lotion. Even though I didn't touch anything in this place, we even brought our own pens (courtesy of Kent, he's had some experience in this) I felt the need to run back to the apartment and take a sanitizing shower!
After placing our bets, we headed to Essex market to pick up some last minute items for the Birthday dinner. Essex market is kind of a farmers market with a roof on it, we went to the cheese man, 1 because he's supposedly cute, and 2 they have a great selection of cheese. 1, didn't work, he wasn't there.....The market is amazing, all this great produce, meats and fish, with somewhat of an eclectic feeling. I was expecting to see sawdust on the butcher's floor, you get the picture :) One more stop at Russ & Daughters for some gefilte fish, chicken liver and rollmops (pickled herring rolled and stuffed with onions)
Back to the apartment, a quick nap and this time I was Kent's assistant in the kitchen! I think after my last cooking stint, he was too nervous to let me have the reigns. He likes to have everything in its place and super clean, I like to make a big mess :) Time before the race was spent watching Bridezilla (Kent and JR, had never seen this show, what the hell is wrong with these people) We particularly enjoyed the bride, who bitched about her cake being $500.00, when she can get one for a $100.00.....oh and her dress was turquoise, which she brought back to the tailor because it wasn't showing enough cleavage. The poor tailor tried explaining to her that those parts under her arms, should not be shown, and is not considered cleavage, that's just plain fat honey! But as usual Bridezilla got her way.....much to my delight!
The race was an exciting event, my horse Summer Bird started out in the lead, but of course no horse can keep that up. However it came in second, so I still won some money. Actually everyone in our group either picked the winner, second and our third place. Ted who joined the party at race's end could hear all of us screaming as he walked towards the apartment door. It was safe to say that all our winnings covered the food and booze :) for the night. After dinner we watched the moon rise (almost full) JR, confirmed this after going online, putting to rest the numerous debates on whether it was or wasn't. Then we were entertained by 2 bikers parked outside the building searching the street for the drugs they dropped. Well at least that's what we wanted to believe, we even went as far as to spy on them with binoculars, until one of them saw us and asked if we had a flashlight! JR obliged gladly, ran down with a Maglite, (can be used as a defensive weapon if needed) and proceeded to tell them that we were admiring their bikes, hence the spying..... turned out that one of the bike's battery's was dead. But still doesn't explain the looking around the street. I think I might have missed something in that story... maybe someone can help me out.
I can't remember who decided we should go out, although I think it was Ted! Anyway bar/club destination became "the hose" within walking distance of Kent's apartment. Although if you were to ask him, he would have a different take on it. The complaining started soon after our walk there. JR came to me and plotted for us to get a cab, which Kent did not want to get into, nor did he want to walk....anyway, we hailed a cab "discreetly" I grabbed Kent's arm and dragged him into to the cab, less than 5 minutes later up a flight of stairs we found ourselves in a narrow bar with strange young people.....it's going to be hard for me to describe some of the characters, there was the guy wearing 1920's swimwear 
and some other guy wearing a suit and shoes with the same stripe pattern as the fore mentioned swimsuit example! Anyway I really shouldn't talk , I apparently had a lot of steam to blow off and danced my ass off much to everyone's entertainment, witnessed by Kent periodically bursting out in uncontrollable laughter. Anyway, it got late and Kent and Jr went home, Ted and I stayed on to watch a very strange performance by someone in a black body suit including head, a large white wig, fake eyes attached to covered face,some guy banging on drums and this strange black think screaming!
Not sure what time sleep came, but did not get up until 1pm Sunday....:)Went to a Animal Rescue Benefit at some bar in the East Village where $20.00 got you all the cheap booze and food you could eat! I had a Coke and some greasy parm chicken sub, which combined with the Rollmops and chicken liver I ate earlier did not serve me well! Bus back home at 6pm bed by 9pm.
Hampton's next weekend!
I think it is safe to say I am catching up for the years spent in purgatory (Reno)!
Thank you all for another great time!!!!!!! Love you all!!!!!!!
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