our first pride in the nyc
so pride.
it rained cats and dogs basically all weekend which immediately excluded all our supper club friends from the various pride festivities. jes and i waffled back and forth about whether or not we should but we finally deicded to try it out.
on saturday we spent the morning running errands around park slope. we had our granny cart and our umbrella and i had on my all weather shoes. we made it around to most of our errands without much problem. then we stopped for lunch at the vspot, this new all vegan joint in north slope. i think i have talked about it before. it has such potential, and a few good dishes, but they really need to work the kinks out quick. this time it was hot as fuck (getting the a/c fixed) and we never got any silverware. we shared a (fake) chicken cutlet sandwich (good but a bit greasy) and some guacamole (which was very, very good). after lunch we stopped at the bike shop so that jes could look at (her new obsession) bikes. that is when the skies opened up and the monsoon rains began. we were just about as far north as one could be in the slope, and we, by the way, live about as far south in the slope as one can get. by the time we got home we were SOAKED. i mean stood in the shower with my clothes on soaked.
so we peeled off our clothes, put them on the drying rack to dry and took a shower and then headed off to the city for the dyke march. the rain had subsided so it wasn't so bad. we met up with the march shortly after it began and marched all the way to the end. we played the "how many people will we know in the crowd" game. i guessed six, jes guessed ten. jes won. the only "famous" person i saw in the crowd was lisa duggan this brilliant history/queer studies professor at nyu. she is famous in my world yall. and she looks divine in red. the highlight of the march was when we passed the victoria's secrets store and all the workers were cheering us on and motioning for us to come into the store. everyone cheered.
anywho, the supper club gals met us at the end of the march and we went to benny's for some mexican food. jes and i shared the fish tacos (not so good) and some black bean soft tacos (divine). she had a margarita, i had water (b/c of my cramps). after dinner we headed over to this girl party called the X party. it was a fundraiser for reproductive rights, so at least the money was for a good cause. we got there a bit early so we kind of hung out out front. there were these female firefighters trying to recruit us. i was like HELL NO. and then i found out i was TOO OLD to try out anyways. they were ALL OVER kim so she took a flyer.
once we got inside there was like four people there, but within thirty minutes it filled up. the bar was called remote control and it was filled with all these televsions and these cameras and basically you sit down at a console and try and find other people on the same channel as you and then you chat. i set a goal for the group that we would make two friends- meaning we would talk to two people we did not know. we met our goal and then some. the first person i talked to scurried away b/c her gfriend came up quick and started to cockblock me. i had NO interest in this woman that way, i was just trying to figure out how to use the console. whatevs.
then we made friends with this woman aly (short for alyssa) who was YOUNG and worked at starbucks. she was feeling our ali (aka nancy) but nothing happened. we had fun playing with the technology and watching people. i was exhausted by midnight so we headed home. we got up sunday morning and cleaned up the house for the arrival of our friend amanda then headed into the city for the parade. i go the time wrong on the parade so we missed it (oh bother). but we did make it to the street festival which was kind of cool. not too crowded until the end, lots of free shit we did not need, and really racially diverse (more diverse than any pride i have been to in atlanta, columbus, or chicago). maybe it was just the time we were there or maybe that is how it is. i am not sure. we shared a cup of watermelon, stopped at jamba juice and jes got this divine smoothie and then we headed back to brooklyn.
we also watched two DEEP movies this past weekend: the constant gardener & syriana.
i tell you what, they both made me feel REAL STUPID and reiterated to me i need to brush up on my global politics. i was more confused by syriana. i think i need to see it again and maybe read the cliff notes or something. both were good and kept my attention, i just didn't follow it all b/c i am dumb when it comes to international politics, and oil and drug policy and such. i recommend both- just put on your thinking caps.
oy i am not tired, so i think i am going to have a glass of wine and then head to bed. i think i am finally caught up with the blog. amen.
it rained cats and dogs basically all weekend which immediately excluded all our supper club friends from the various pride festivities. jes and i waffled back and forth about whether or not we should but we finally deicded to try it out.
on saturday we spent the morning running errands around park slope. we had our granny cart and our umbrella and i had on my all weather shoes. we made it around to most of our errands without much problem. then we stopped for lunch at the vspot, this new all vegan joint in north slope. i think i have talked about it before. it has such potential, and a few good dishes, but they really need to work the kinks out quick. this time it was hot as fuck (getting the a/c fixed) and we never got any silverware. we shared a (fake) chicken cutlet sandwich (good but a bit greasy) and some guacamole (which was very, very good). after lunch we stopped at the bike shop so that jes could look at (her new obsession) bikes. that is when the skies opened up and the monsoon rains began. we were just about as far north as one could be in the slope, and we, by the way, live about as far south in the slope as one can get. by the time we got home we were SOAKED. i mean stood in the shower with my clothes on soaked.
so we peeled off our clothes, put them on the drying rack to dry and took a shower and then headed off to the city for the dyke march. the rain had subsided so it wasn't so bad. we met up with the march shortly after it began and marched all the way to the end. we played the "how many people will we know in the crowd" game. i guessed six, jes guessed ten. jes won. the only "famous" person i saw in the crowd was lisa duggan this brilliant history/queer studies professor at nyu. she is famous in my world yall. and she looks divine in red. the highlight of the march was when we passed the victoria's secrets store and all the workers were cheering us on and motioning for us to come into the store. everyone cheered.
anywho, the supper club gals met us at the end of the march and we went to benny's for some mexican food. jes and i shared the fish tacos (not so good) and some black bean soft tacos (divine). she had a margarita, i had water (b/c of my cramps). after dinner we headed over to this girl party called the X party. it was a fundraiser for reproductive rights, so at least the money was for a good cause. we got there a bit early so we kind of hung out out front. there were these female firefighters trying to recruit us. i was like HELL NO. and then i found out i was TOO OLD to try out anyways. they were ALL OVER kim so she took a flyer.
once we got inside there was like four people there, but within thirty minutes it filled up. the bar was called remote control and it was filled with all these televsions and these cameras and basically you sit down at a console and try and find other people on the same channel as you and then you chat. i set a goal for the group that we would make two friends- meaning we would talk to two people we did not know. we met our goal and then some. the first person i talked to scurried away b/c her gfriend came up quick and started to cockblock me. i had NO interest in this woman that way, i was just trying to figure out how to use the console. whatevs.
then we made friends with this woman aly (short for alyssa) who was YOUNG and worked at starbucks. she was feeling our ali (aka nancy) but nothing happened. we had fun playing with the technology and watching people. i was exhausted by midnight so we headed home. we got up sunday morning and cleaned up the house for the arrival of our friend amanda then headed into the city for the parade. i go the time wrong on the parade so we missed it (oh bother). but we did make it to the street festival which was kind of cool. not too crowded until the end, lots of free shit we did not need, and really racially diverse (more diverse than any pride i have been to in atlanta, columbus, or chicago). maybe it was just the time we were there or maybe that is how it is. i am not sure. we shared a cup of watermelon, stopped at jamba juice and jes got this divine smoothie and then we headed back to brooklyn.
we also watched two DEEP movies this past weekend: the constant gardener & syriana.
i tell you what, they both made me feel REAL STUPID and reiterated to me i need to brush up on my global politics. i was more confused by syriana. i think i need to see it again and maybe read the cliff notes or something. both were good and kept my attention, i just didn't follow it all b/c i am dumb when it comes to international politics, and oil and drug policy and such. i recommend both- just put on your thinking caps.
oy i am not tired, so i think i am going to have a glass of wine and then head to bed. i think i am finally caught up with the blog. amen.
2 Comments:
yer funny. the bar is called remote lounge. remote control was a hit on MTV in the 80s. :)
AND just to clarify nobody was all over nothing... :)
girl, syriana is confusing to *everyone*. it shore ain't jest you, it's the director...
and yall better schedule me for some remote teevee lounge bar control...in a month or so...
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