Roguery!!

I cannot believe the night I just had. I started with a pleasant enough date in the West Village at this obnoxiously scene-y place called Little Branch. You won't know it to see it because the bar is hidden by a wall of brick, but there is a friendly, well dressed bouncer outside.

My date was late, but I ran into this girl I've done many musical theater workshops with, and she, her designer roommate, and I waxed poetic on the subject of summer hats for several minutes until said (unfortunately questionable) date arrived.

After unnecessarily long date, I find myself stranded in Union Square with a NON FUNCTIONAL 456 line and a NON FUNCTIONAL NQR line, both of which were unacceptable. I love Obama, but I do not love that his presence is keeping my city from its fully functioning state.

Never fear, because a nice man named Luis picked me up in his Escalade and drove me to Grand Central, where he was meeting his friend. You know, it's probably questionable to hitch hike in New York, but it is not something I do aggressively so maybe it's okay.

After that I was like, woe is me, there are no cabs. I make sad eyes at some young man near Grand Central and asked him if he was going uptown, and low and behold, he was headed to his destination on the UES that was but a few blocks from my apartment! He was kind enough to take me to my destination and I got a nice conversation and a number out of the bargain.

Potentially problematic choices, but all in all, a job well done.

Cheers,

A Broadway Baby

P.s. Here is your gratuitous hot Joe M photo: