Follow the daily interactions of an affable bar manager of pretty cool and not-so-typical watering hole in NYC, in a not-so-typical neighborhood, Murray Hill. There may be some blurbs overheard at the bar, stimulating observations and random thoughts on random things. So be careful, you never know what might end up here....Enjoy and welcome to my world!
8.05.2007
Sunday, August 5, 2007
THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM... ROCKS!!!!
After a long weekend of work, work, and yes, more work, I finally took some time on Sunday to see the highly-anticipated third film of the Bourne Trilogy, THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM, with MATT DAMON reprising his role as Jason Bourne.
With the movie getting rave reviews across the board, I was really looking forward to this film and let me say, it did not disappoint at all. This film was a two-hour roller-coaster ride of thrilling non-stop, fast paced action. The usual twists and turns abound and after catching your breath, we finally get to understand how our protagonist became to be. Without giving away anything, I can say that the fight and car chase scenes alone are worth the price of admission. Apparently the rest of America agrees with my feelings on the film as it broke box office records for August, raking in over 70 million dollars in its opening weekend. If you haven't seen it yet, I highly recommend it.
Saturday night was one of those surreal experiences that you could only understand if you happened to be there. It all started out with MADAME X, who made another appearance in her black widow leather skirt. When I arrived, she was sitting at the bar, drinking mugs of Guinness and doing her usual antics (laughing to herself, dropping snot-rags on the floor, making frequent trips to the restroom to stare at herself in the mirror, etc.). By the time she left, I had her ready to take home OPIE CUNNINGHAM, our barback. I think the poor guy's still traumatized by that.
MADAME X.... sizing up the room....
We were scheduled to have a party for a couple of girls at around 11pm. These girls, who just moved into the neighborhood, were celebrating their birthday and were expecting a lot of people. So when people started arriving for the party and the hostesses weren't there yet, I started to get a bit concerned. Maybe they were being fashionably late? Who knows? Eventually the girls showed up and next thing you know, the place was packed with beautiful, young patrons, having a good time.
The party lasted for most of the night and a good time was had by all.......
Rachel, the hostess with the most-ess...
And then there was this guy. He walked into the bar with a blow-up doll tied around his neck. She was in a bended position and it was truly a bizarre sight. He instantly became the hit of the party, with people eager to take pictures with him and his "lady friend". Only in New York.....
At the end of the night, as the bar started to clear, SILENT BOB and BETTY BOOP strolled in, on their way home from a birthday party. SILENT BOB sees the guy with the blow-up doll and somehow convinces the guy to give him the doll. So now, there's a drunken SILENT BOB and his wife, debating on whether he could take this thing home with him. He wanted it, she didn't. They dicker back and forth and eventually they leave the bar.... with their new friend in tow. It may have been one of the funnier conversations I've witnessed in quite sometime.
How cute.....
MONDAY: Dollar Draft Madness ($1.00 Mugs, Bud/Bud Light and Coors Light), 4pm - Close. Hope to see everyone around this week!
And FYI- Yankees are playing a rare Monday afternoon game vs Toronto (1pm)!
NUFF said
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
Thank you for the glorious hooter shots. And thank you, Rachel, for having the party so Swandad could take pictures of you and your friends and especially, of course, your hooters. God I love hooters.
B to the...
Post a Comment