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Sunday, September 19, 2010

The Bender


I have an interview tomorrow with NBC to be their newest production assistant. The interview is in Stamford, CT. I'm looking at about a 2 hour commute. So far, they've made it unclear whether or not I'll be commuting there every day. I have to find out tomorrow. The problem is I would take the job if it was offered to me, but going to another state and back every day would completely blow.

The Kent Theatre in Brooklyn has showings for $7.75. I saw The Switch. It's about a woman who plans an artificial insemination with a donor, and her male friend who would rather be her lover. He switches the donor's specimen with his own. And there's a cute kid and Jeff Goldblum and I basically went to a chick flick by myself.

I hit some bars in Park Slope on 5th ave. and found good deals. High Lifes and shots for a few bucks. We spent some time in Patio where there was a birthday party going on. The birthday boy was passed out. I had a PBR and ate from his birthday buffet. We made our way to south of the park for more drinks as the sun came up. From there, we biked to Williamsburg for breakfast. Terry's on Broadway between Havemeyer and Marcy. Good food, good prices, and the winner of today's Ryan Clark Stamp of Approval.

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On the subject of consumables, I advise you to stay away from Country Club Malt Liquor. You'll be attracted to the XXX on the bottle, but it basically tastes like store brand ginger ale mixed with Keystone. I had that to start my Saturday night. We made a second visit to La Poisson Rouge on Bleecker St. for a no-cover dance party. All was good except for the $7 beers. How am I supposed to get funky with those prices? La Poisson Rouge, vous etes insuffisant!

Our last stop was the Whiskey Brooklyn in Billysburg. I recommend the whiskey and pickle juice. It was offered to me, and even though it sounded disgusting, a friend was buying and I can't turn down free drinks. It's un-American. The whiskey went down as expected. Then came the pickle juice, and it swooped in and wiped the whiskey clean from my mouth's memory, leaving me with a salty and satisfying after taste. Bonne nuit!

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