My Own Little Update: I LOVE MERLOT
That's right, baby, it's me and merlot forever! I love it, I drink it every day, I've even considered taking a bath in the stuff, and would do so too, if it was not cost-prohibitive.
I saw that movie Sideways too and all I have to say is, that main character was the biggest loser ever (which is he why he was played by Paul Giametti, who has made an entire career out of playing the loser in every film he's in), and if it's guys like him who started the social stigma against merlot, then that makes me want to drink even more of it! And I will!
In separate news, I know we all mourn the passing of Johnny Vegas last week (supposedly of an O.D., but who can be sure?). If you don't know who Johnny Vegas was, well then you just don't know, and never mind. Just realize that Saturday nights at Harry's Velvet Room will never be the same. (Whether that's a good thing or a bad thing is a matter of interpretation.)
As for my own adventures, I can report that in addition to Ginbucks, if you are looking for a man, you should definitely head to a YREP party. "YREP" stands for Young Real Estate Professionals, and my friend Genevieve dragged me to their annual holiday party at Pasha last week. Pasha is apparently a very lame club, because we were there at 7:30 on a Thursday night, and except for the private YREP party upstairs, it was deserted. But YREP -- I can sum it up simply: lots of very good-looking men in suits. My only caution is that you should be prepared to be "hit on" in a networking/business sense as much as you will be hit on in a romantic/dating/sexual sense. If you get hit on in the business sense and you're not actually in to real estate, you can do as I did: claim you are a cashier at Dominick's and don't have business cards. When I pulled that line, some title firm gave me three free ink-pens out of sympathy!
I saw that movie Sideways too and all I have to say is, that main character was the biggest loser ever (which is he why he was played by Paul Giametti, who has made an entire career out of playing the loser in every film he's in), and if it's guys like him who started the social stigma against merlot, then that makes me want to drink even more of it! And I will!
In separate news, I know we all mourn the passing of Johnny Vegas last week (supposedly of an O.D., but who can be sure?). If you don't know who Johnny Vegas was, well then you just don't know, and never mind. Just realize that Saturday nights at Harry's Velvet Room will never be the same. (Whether that's a good thing or a bad thing is a matter of interpretation.)
As for my own adventures, I can report that in addition to Ginbucks, if you are looking for a man, you should definitely head to a YREP party. "YREP" stands for Young Real Estate Professionals, and my friend Genevieve dragged me to their annual holiday party at Pasha last week. Pasha is apparently a very lame club, because we were there at 7:30 on a Thursday night, and except for the private YREP party upstairs, it was deserted. But YREP -- I can sum it up simply: lots of very good-looking men in suits. My only caution is that you should be prepared to be "hit on" in a networking/business sense as much as you will be hit on in a romantic/dating/sexual sense. If you get hit on in the business sense and you're not actually in to real estate, you can do as I did: claim you are a cashier at Dominick's and don't have business cards. When I pulled that line, some title firm gave me three free ink-pens out of sympathy!
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