For Sale

Did he mean selling the cocaines or selling yourself? Because I maintain you could do well putting that a** on the market!

Nicole

Kinkle from Williamsburg says...

I can't remember what I did Friday night so it must not have been exciting but Saturday I went out with a bunch of chicks to La Pere Penard for dinner. Better place for late night drinking than a meal in my opinion. Then we went to some circus-themed bar on Avenue B because their friends were DJing and I was appalled to see the crowd resembled a bunch of collegiate fun seekers in the midwest rather than any kind of traditional East Village denizen.

That exact same space used to be Save The Robots where I had many (sometimes scary) misadventures throughout the 80s/early 90s.. all the way from being kicked out for taking a picture (of myself!) by a scary yelling bouncer to having cocaine foisted on me by some guy who announced "A girl like you could make a lot of money selling in this city!" over my protests that I did not, in fact, live in New York at the time. The last time I was there the door girl ended up being a drag queen who had made the change into being a real girl who I knew from my home town.
The floor downstairs (which isn't open anymore) used to be full of sand. It was cool.
Times have changed.

Sunday I had such a hangover I missed my Pilates class.

Taking A Moment

A moment of silence for Cinnamon's Uncle Junior. I did not know you, Junior, but if your blood runs in Cinnamon's veins, you are beloved.
A moment of nausea for the Cheese Balls. But I love that they were sought out at Duane Reade!

Nicole

Cinnamon says...

This past Saturday I attended my Uncle Junior's
funeral in Jersey. The lighter side of it all was that
I got to hang with my immediate family who after the
early morning funeral came into the city to shop a
little and dine with me before heading back down
South. Because of that quality time, I've been
absent-mindedly telling folks who ask that my Uncle's
funeral was fun. Oops. 

On Sunday, I watched the entire marathon of "Grease:
You're the One that I Want" on Bravo while eating a
bucket of Duane Reade cheese balls. Oops. 

Amber-Lea in BK says...

I've been sick, coming off an illness that totally kicked my ass, leaving me sweating and hopeless in bed for a week. The prior weekend was spent having fever-dreams of my mother eating soft pretzels, don't ask me why. This weekend I finally felt better, so I thought I would sieze the Saturday by sleeping until 10, making Bisquick biscuits to go along with my clotted cream, and then going to Flatbush Ave. to look in crappy furniture stores for un-crappy furniture for my recently-moved-into Brooklyn apartment. The Boy and I saw lots of office chairs and adjustable bookshelves, to which I am philosophically opposed, even though I succumb to their economy and convenience.

In the afternoon, I, uh, what the hell did I do? Oh, yeah. We had our first guest and ate cheese and olives for dinner and then watched an episode of Star Trek. I read a bit of Hellblazer and then went to bed around 1 or so. On the Lord's day, I also slept until 10 and then The Boy and I went to brunch (as we do every Sunday, because it is one of the main delights of his life to eat breakfast out on Sundays) and I had excellent pancakes and gross ham while watching that stupid movie with Ashton Kutcher and Bernie Mac on the big-screen TV hanging behind The Boy's head at the restaurant. In the afternoon, a lovely friend came to visit and we talked at length about Greek gods, the genesis of various religions, various offshoot religions, and Clash of the Titans (god, I love that movie). The three of us then went to see Volver at the handy local cinema and it was better than I'd hoped and made me want to move to Spain. Then I had nachos and a margarita for dinner at a local Mexican restaurant and frittered away the last night of my weekend doing nothing that I remember.

C'est Ridicule!

Hahaha! Caitlin was worried that her post was boring. You come home and I'll be bored in France. Thanks. Jeez, I'd even be glad to get a ride to Ikea! And I don't need anything! Well, maybe a cutting board. I do like their swedish meatballs lunch too. It's fun to both eat and say lingonberries. She will be in Barcelona next weekend so expect more dull drivel from Cait. zzz.

Caitlin in France says...

Friday: had dinner at home with friends and their one-year old baby Iris..
Saturday: Nothing but Ikea all day long, followed by a Russian-themed party at night-- lots of vodka, bizarro music, and "internationals" (young expats living abroad working mostly with the UN and related agencies)....
Sunday: Skiing in France at Chamonix (near Mt Blanc, bordering on Italy, Switzerland, and France). A stop along the way home at a small village for raclette- a Swiss tradition, whereby you melt cheese and put it over potatoes with paprika and pepper. Mmmmm...So good after a day of ski.

Alison in China says...

Unfortunately we did nothing this weekend, my husband was sick!

West Coast Is The Best Coast

Wow. So far the most impressive weekends, in my opinion, have taken place in California. I do not live in California. Please, can anyone draw up a comparable itinerary to Betty Hollywood's, for the NYC area? Her jaunt sounded beautiful. Let's do one here!! I'm listening!

Nicole

Betty Hollywood says...

It was my "date's" birthday so we decided to take a trip up to san fransisco together from l.a. we left early friday morning and made it up in the afternoon. stopped by an old BK friends spot in berkely. checked into our posh hotel, the argent and made plans for the night. got dressed up and headed to baobab for senagalese dinner with san fran friends. saturday, we headed out to mill valley to see famed photog, pirkle jones. he is 93 so we only stayed two hours or so. afterwards we walked in the mist and cold of the eucalyptus forrests in marin. that night we got all sorts of decked out, my "date" in his new gift which was a fly hat from me. hit yoshi's in oakland for yummy sushi and an amazing jazz act. ended up back at the hotel, drunk and wanting more. raided the wine fridge and drank vino out of paper cups in front of our amazing floor to ceiling window overlooking the city. sunday, got up and headed to city lights bookstore where I bought hemingway for me and bukowski for him. took the scenic route to the cliff house restaurant for an unbelievable late birthday brunch. had more wine then headed out down pacific coast highway 1 towards big sur. come 9pm, it was too dark and windy to drive so we decided to stay the extra night in a campground in big sur. got up this morning in the mountains. had breakfast on the cliffs at nepathe. drove hours along the 1. decided to make a pit stop at the sycamore springs mineral baths for a sunset soak. hung out there then jumped on the 101 towards hollywood. rounded the trip off with taco bell. Im home and tired as all heck. heading to bed and dreaming of my weekend. xo.

Food Glorious Food

Thanks Matt! You are quite a diner. Tell me, when you were acting (sublimely) in class, did you act like you were eating?

Nicole

Matt on the Upper East Side says...

Friday night: Dinner with buddies at Blue Smoke. Much beer and bbq. Excellent. Followed by post-dinner beers at Old Town Tavern.

Saturday: Worked 7.5 hours. Dinner with engaged buddy (whose fiancee was having her bachelorette party that night) at funky Korean fried chicken joint, Baden Baden (as written up in NY Magazine "Best Of" edition). Post-dinner beers at Stout NYC. Post-beer beers at friend's party at Moomia in Soho.

Sunday: Slept til 11. Worked 4 hours. Went to acting class. Acted sublimely. Watched tv. Went to bed. The end.

Tobias Turns It Around!

A very different weekend than the 4 day bender of last week, my friend!
Will next weekend's tie-breaker be sobriety or debauchery? Stay tuned!!

Nicole

Tobias B. says...

A very bland weekend this past weekend. Friday, went straight home after work and watched basketball with my girl. Saturday did some grocery shopping and then got home in time to watch the basketball games with my girl. Sunday, slept in later than I wanted. Woke up made breakfast for my girl, did some laundry and straightening up of my apartment. Then I watched basketball with my girl. No booze, no drugs this past weekend. Thats a good thing, I guess.

CALL A FRIEND!

Damn, L.A.! If you are gonna throw down like that I could deal with Jet Blue and come inject myself into the mix!
Let's review:
Art show
Birthday party at club
Paris Hilton (I DO NOT want that to be part of any of my weekends!)
Pool lounging etc., ahem
Dogs!
Beach!
BBQ
Billiards
Stripper Pole Time
Champers

What a whopping weekend!
The bar has been raised!
What's everybody else got?

Nicole

L.A. Confidential says...

I flew to Los Angeles on Friday night right after work to see my girlfriend. Our friend was having an art show opening so we went there to support her. Her art is amazing, unfortunately however the gallery is owned by my girlfriend's ex girlfriend so she was there and spent the whole night complimenting my hair and staring longingly at my girl. When that grew old and we'd said all of our obligatory "hello's" and "how have you been's" we collected a few choice friends and went to Perez Hilton's birthday bash at the Roxy. My friend was throwing the event so we got full on VIP treatment which I am always a fan of. Plus Paris Hilton was there and that girl is just fun to watch. After becoming sufficiently intoxicated we left and partied for a couple more hours back at home. On Saturday we had sex by the pool all day and played with the dogs. Not both at the same time. Saturday night we ordered pizza and watched bad movies but had good wine. On Sunday we took the dogs to Malibu and played on the beach, then we had some friends over for a BBQ and played pool. I did not play well and lost a bet so I had to dance on the stripper pole. Hopefully those pictures never surface. After the crew left we finished the last of the champagne and went to bed. I got up this morning and flew home.

Jon Friedman (of www.rejectionshow.com) says...

Apparently March is the "hottest" time of the year to have a birthday. This past weekend I celebrated a 24th, 25th, 27th, and a 30th birthday...at a lounge, at a comedy venue, at a restaurant, and in an apartment with a terrace. I ate a lot of cake.

LT says...

I laid on my side this weekend.

King of the 'Burbs says...

Welcome to blogland trick! Hallelujah holla back!

Alanna says...

Last weekend I went to a party in a hailstorm with the lovely Miss Nicole. We didn't talk to anyone until our hair had settled.

Michael K. says....

herpes gloves - you so crazy

A Rousing Start!

Thanks Tobias- for the description of 4 days of derangement, not just 2.
I find it curious that he delights in raw and vegetarian food while he systematically slurps up alcohol, loves the white lady, and gambles! He finds balance!
A nice kismet moment with the Pear Grey Goose- and we appreciate the apple juice tip!!
Holler at me after the weekend!

PS- People, I said I welcome degenerate weekend plans, but please don't forget to send me other types of activities too! Well-rounded is what we are going for!

Nicole

Tobias B. says...

My weekend started on Wednesday, when me and my boy BPM went to a LES sports bar to watch some basketball, 2 grams of blow and a $200 bar tab later, I found myself awakening in the bed of a strange woman, wearing a thong that had a tux shirt and bow tie covering my manhood! (Don't ask...)
After rushing to work Thursday, still drunk from the night before mind you, I was able to do my job to the best of my ability in the state I was in. But I seemed normal so no one suspected anything, like it would really matter though. I'm just glad I still had a little of the white lady to get me through my day. From my office I had to rush to an event for a well- known magazine, which will remain anonymous- a little bit a vino and another call to "da dope" and I was in full party mode. The party was chill, a few celebs, an amazing raw dessert and I was out, heading home to my own bed.

Friday rolls around just like any other, except this Friday was the second day of March Madness!!!!
This is Christmastime for degenerate gamblers like myself. Wall to wall bball!! I got action running from noon til midnight, winning some, losing some, loving every minute. For this momentous occasion I decided to institute Cocktail Fridays in the office. My co-workers were on board, much to my delight! Because lets face it, nobody likes to drink alone. So after I got my Goose on at my desk for about an hour and half, I was ready to blow this popsicle stand, and head over to my boy's place to catch the 2:30 games. Thank god he only lives 3 blocks from office, I hate losing my buzz during travel from place to place. I stayed with the Grey Goose theme, but I switched to the Pear flavor, it's interesting, goes really well with apple juice. So we stayed at his place partying and yelling at the poor referee's on the tv set until about 8 pm. Then I broke over to one of my favorite Vegetarian Restaurants, Blossom. I was meeting my lady for dinner. After dinner, we fought our way through the snow and ice to meet a group of friends at a bar down in Tribeca. Had a great time, played some pool, watched more basketball, and most importantly kept the party going!!!!

I would go into the remaining two days of my weekend, but it's really just more of the same and I gotta get going, so I can get this weekend started, or should I say keep it going!

So until next time, I leave you with a full glass and runny nose. Enjoy your weekend!

TOUCHED BY THE LORD

Yes people- this blog has existed for one-half of one day and already the GREAT ALMIGHTY HIMSELF- Michael K. from DLISTED.COM - has weighed in. He may not have told us what he did all last weekend, but he had even more important things to say! That's it! I am staying in all weekend and refreshing the dlisted page!!
Michael I will scrub your drawers if you tell us later what you did all weekend....I got yella gloves....
XOXO!!
Nicole

Michael K. says....

You are a hot bitchity ass bitch!

Friedman makes a good point!!

YEAH, SHOOT, I am new at this and don't know what to do. I'd rather see the comments on the front page, but can't imagine when this goes WORLDWIDE everyone sending me emails for me to post. What are your comments on this, experienced blogging fellows????

Nicole

Jon Friedman (of www.rejectionshow.com) says...

"Ok, great. But are we to post what we did last weekend in the comments here or do we send it to you and then you make posts out of what you get? That's a good question, right? Last weekend I watched a TV show twice. Once when I went to bed and then when I woke up. I can do better than that, I just want to know the deal."

LET THE PLANS BEGIN!!! Inaugural Post

I don't know about you all, but I am from Brooklyn and the winter here has been erratic to say the least. One day snow, the next sixty degrees. This inconsistency has caused me to become consistent on my end by staying in all the time. Even while staying in, the stagnancy of doing so has worked against me and I haven't done any of the at-home things I always want to do, i.e. decorate, print photos I've taken, sew these tops I design, tons of other art projects, bla ze bla. Now that the signs of warm weather are appearing in these parts, I am getting pretty amped to bust out of this stifling and mind-numbing boredom and am beginning to roll really fun ideas for my weekends around in my mind. I've, over the spanning of time, turned to friends for their suggestions, but most of the time they really had no idea, no plans, or were too hungover to move after Friday night (except my exciting friend who does a blog about what TO DO around NYC which is wgo-ny.blogspot.com) ......so I HEREBY TURN TO YOU ALL OUT THERE TO LET ME KNOW WHAT ONE DOES ON ONE'S WEEKEND!!!! Whereever you live, whatever you are into, I want to know how you roll it! We could all stand to be enriched by what very special things YOU do!!
BUT: did you notice I am not asking "What are you DOING this weekend?" This is because, my lying, overestimating, lazy brethren, I am not interested in what you SAY you are GOING to do, before the buckets of pear vodka get down into your gullet. I want to know what you ACTUALLY DID. Follow? And while I am looking to exchange ideas so we all can have more fun, all around the world, I am not against hearing that last weekend you drained buckets of pear vodka into your gullet. If that's what you planned to do, and you did it, then that's what you did, by gum, and it could come with a good story, and it still has merit as a suggestion. I haven't tried any of the new pear vodkas yet.
BRING IT ON BITCHES!!!!!

PS- WGO blog friend says the pear vodka is good- she would know!