UPDATE: TODAY IS THE DAY
WEATHER IS GOING TO BE PERFECT – 64 DEGREES & SUNNY
OK, let’s get this ball rolling … the sooner, the better, for planning.
DATE: OCTOBER 10, 2015 (2nd Saturday in October)
TIME: 1PM …. until the last train leaves the city
PLACE: BLARNEY ROCK PUB —– 137 West 33rd Street
web site — http://blarneyrockpub.com/index.asp
(Blarney’s is a stone’s throw from Penn Station / MSG. We can start there, we don’t need to stay there.)
FUNDS NEEDED: $10 a beer …… apply for your 2nd mortgage today.
IDENTIFICATION: Simple … wear a NAME TAG. Seriously. “Hi, my name is Stucky!” You can even make your own if you’re a cheap bastard.
You can even try to be funny.
I will probably also have a simple placard on the table “The Burning Platform”
NYC SURVIVAL TIPS
1) Do NOT ask for directions! This will mark you as a tourist … and potential mugging victim. Penn Station is on 33rd Street … just walk down the fucking block. No lollygagging … walk fast!
2) Do NOT look up at the skyscrapers. This screams “tourist”. Mugging victim opportunity #2.
3) Do NOT make eye contact. Do NOT give a friendly “Howdy, how ya doin’?” Do NOT ever say “Excuse me” if you bump into someone. In all these cases, no one gives a shit. Mugging victim opportunity #3.
4) If someone bumps into YOU … immediately check your wallet.
4A) If your wallet is stolen, and that’s all, consider yourself lucky. Do NOT seek out a copfuk. They don’t give a shit. You also have a 68.5% chance of being tazed.
5) Know when you can, and cannot, breathe. This might help.
I am going … no matter what. Hopefully at least one STM shows up by 2:30. But, I understand that last minute shit pops up. Hey, if no one shows up, I’ll have a couple beers, do some shopping (Ms Freud’s birthday is in Oct.), chat with a hooker, and call it a great outing.
See ya then!
The old boss’ wife could drink tequila all day with no visible effect, his brother in law said there was another type of liquor that would knock her out.
We went on a wine tasting tour to Sta Barbara, we were there 5 minutes when the Church Lady said she was drunk, she hadn’t tasted anything, it was just the alcohol in the air.
“TMI, sport.” ——— SSS
I didn’t mean it in a bad way, sport. Hence, the smiley face. No one got drunk. She’s a bubbly delightful lady who has a twinkle in her eye when she talks.
Pics or it didn’t happen.
Especially the tits in Times Square