brooklyn bound
It looks like I do in fact have a place to live come Aug. 1 in South Park Slope, Brooklyn. This will put an end to 7 months of rent-free vagabonding and high seas adventure.
I will need a bed. Hmm.
And probably more shoes…
Celebrations were held later that evening at Justin Timberlake’s recently opened bar in the Upper East Side, Southern Hospitality. Click here for JT’s Grannie’s Pecan Pie recipe and various other fluff reportings.
Is reportings a word? OS X says no.
It was posited by Trey that the 4am closing of bars in New York leads to a sort of “double jet-lag” in regards to drinking, as the typical interior monologue of the functioning social alcoholic (”must be drunk by 1:30″) is registered unnecessary as well as dangerously deceptive. You will be off-pace and an embarrassment to your friends and colleagues.
The trick, we assume, is to follow your internal Pacific Standard clock and equate 4am Eastern with the 1am buzz you’ve grown comfortable with. This is accomplished using an array of full spectrum light bulbs and a pair of prescription goggles.
