there is something to be said for laughter.
s and i were walking through times square and someone asked if we liked stand-up comedy. normally i ignore those poor hawkers, but for some reason we stopped. he talked us into purchasing four tickets on the cheap (we were promised jim gaffigan and a taping for comedy central), and since we had no plans, we decided to go monday night. we headed up town to the broadway comedy club around 9 pm for the show. we got to sit in the front (and were pretty excited about the prospect on being on television.) it turned out to be the new york underground comedy festival's under 25 night and we had such a fun time. (margaritas definitely helped some of the comics, but most of them were great.) we saw a lot of very talented young comics and it was a great night. i laughed more than anyone else in the room, i'm sure.
tuesday night our dear friend z came out to brooklyn to hang out. we ate magnolia cupcakes (which i'm sure deserve their very own post; i delight in introducing them to unsuspecting people) and then headed out to skinflutes. (this is not actually it's name, but that's what s and i call it.) it's such a neighborhood bar. when we walked in, 3 fdnys were sitting at the bar while the bartender told a story about a girl getting drunk off the grenadine in a shirley temple. the three of us sat at a table and drank and talked. and laughed. and it was great. it was what i've been missing in this post-college world.
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the funny thing is, i am pretty sure you did laugh more than anyone in the room.
also, sad day for magnolia cupcakes. i just tried to eat the leftovers but since they make them fresh with no preservatives, they are hard as a rock, even though they were stored in the freezer. boo hoo.
sometimes preservatives are way cool.
i want to make a pun involving the cold of the freezer and your assessment of preservatives as way cool. but i am lazy.
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