drinks
He was running late and I was ready to drink. The plan was to meet at 5:30pm at Nomi, the fantastic bar at the Park Hyatt Chicago. I stood in the cold wind of the covered reception area on the sidewalk waiting. Waiting. Waiting.
At 5:45, I decided to check inside. The hostess commented that I should just have a drink and wait it out, at the very least, I’d had a martini while I was waiting, and what’s the problem with a martini in solitude?
Having no comeback to her argument, I aquieced and headed in for a martini.
She was celebrating her birthday she said. I didn’t really care, but I congratulated her. I wanted my drink. That’s what I was thinking. Where’s the bartender and where’s my martini.
It arrived, nicely chilled, the ice forming a wafer thin layer, no, even thinner, on the top of the ice-cold liquid. The olives stuffed with blue cheese and pierced with the triangular plastic spear, rested in the glass ready to be devoured; yet waiting for the alcohol to imbue them and make them one with the liquid.
The first sip was heavenly. Ice cold with a bite.
Satiated, I rested back, comfortable in my environment until my friend arrived. The night wouldn’t be a total loss after all.
I think I may have a problem with alcohol. but that discussion can wait for another day, I’m off to the bar for another beer.
the new obsession
I rarely watch television because I find that there is rarely anything of value to watch. I’d much rather spend hours surfing the internet looking at adult male porn and sitting in chat rooms pretending I’m a 16 year old virgin from Iowa looking for a hot older man to take her cherry.
However, amidst all the exploits the above activies have provided, I recently got sucked into a new television program called Distraction on Comedy Central. Distraction is a game show where contestants are distracted from answering the questions thru a variety of stimuli such as bottles being broken over their head, professional wrestlers throwing them about, and being required to drink a shot of pure hot pepper sauce immediately before answering. This show is surprisingly funny.
The best part for me comes after they win the grand prize. There’s one more round they must go thru. In the espisodes that I’ve seen so far, the contestant won a brand new Mazda 3 sedan. In the final round, each question she got wrong, the disqualified contestants would damage something on her car. The headlights, the windshield, the hood, or the paint. She missed one and ended up driving home with a brand new car, covered in various shades of paint. In the second episode, the guy won 5 prizes, An iBook, a Vespa, a Video camera setup, a big can of peas, and a Segway-type scooter. For each question he missed, he was required to blow an item up and on the single question he missed, they detonated his iBook.
Definately a show to try and catch. Its on Comedy Central.