Sunday, December 04, 2005

My First Bachelor Party

I just want to let everyone know that I'm a total idiot. First I go away for the weekend and don't bring any pants. Then a week later I somehow manage to show up at my sister's finance's bachelor party an hour late because I went to 21 west 54th street instead of 54 west 21st street.

Which means that I first walked from Penn Station on 34th street, 20 blocks to 54th and then had to walk all the way back to 21st. That's like 50 long city blocks and a few avenues thrown in when I was first trying to figure out which way 5th avenue was. My feet aren't very happy with me right now. And did I mention yet that yesterday was the coldest day of the year and brought out first snowfall of the season.

It wasn't for naught though because I saw the living legend himself, funny man John Pinette, walking down the street near the theatre district. I wanted to talk to him, especially since one of my good friends is related to him, but I still haven't grown a sac. A theme which would reappear throughout the night.

Nonetheless, I eventually made my way to the pool hall where the festivities kicked off. After getting made fun of for getting lost, I promptly regained my dignity by wiping the floor with everyone once I started playing pool. Just kidding. I only won when someone would scratch while trying to get the eight ball in.

After pool we went to dinner at a Tex Mex place where I upset my stomach to the point where we're not talking anymore. After that we hit up a bar, got wasted, and counted down until it was time to go the strip club.

The club that we went to was a nice upscale establishment. You know the kind of place where the girls actually pretend like they want to be there. We hung out there for about an hour during which time the strippers nagged me more than my mom has in my entire life. Eventually, I caved in because I'm such a softie. Although for those five minutes I was anything but.

All in all, it was a great time with a cast of characters that included some guy named porntoy, another guy who never met a stripper he didn't like, and someone whose idea of a good time is getting jumped by 7 guys. It's gonna be one wild wedding.

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