- Friday night, first the Brooklyneer, where, despite the guy in the "I'm trying to sell Sailor Jerry or at least introduce the world to the greater benefits of Don Ho and mayonnaise-laced teriyaki" shirt, the bar seemed okay. Actually, pretty decent, all the way around. But remember, it's the West Village, where people drink for the scenery, not for the "Public House" idea of the public house.
- Battleship Potemkin. In a phrase, lovely, dated, and I think it gave me ADD. And I cannot fault friend Daniel for bringing earplugs.
Monday, January 17, 2011
And thus starts the new year
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