everybody's dancing in the moonlight
Last night in Sunset Park, Brooklyn:
-awesome Chinese food
-bowling at Maple Lanes where the drinks and bowling are inexpensive and i win awards for lowest, highest, and most improved score for the night. yesssssss!
it did suck though when the woman at the front desk gave doug's credit card to somebody else. she says it happens all the time. no excuses you foolish woman. gah, what a dumb fool.
-drunken foolishness on the train ride home. who knew that the last car of the N train was where it was at? i posted a few videos at the end of this post. i wish i had been filming the two hours it took to get home.
A full on party busts out on the train. I love the part when the homeless man asks why everybody is so damn happy and the "dancing in the moonlight" girl starts dancing with him. Chris predicted that one of the girls was going to start crying in seven minutes and he was right. It was the girl carrying the large bottle of vodka. These folks got off at 42nd St. I dozed off for a few minutes and then these folks below got on.
There were some really funny moments that I didn't get on video like the pull up competition, the use of nose candy, and the super-duper dance party. At one moment we were all stuck at the 5th Ave stop and one of the dudes pulls out the biggest fatty I've ever seen. He proceeds to light up and because the MTA didn't bother to open the doors for the 20 minutes we were stuck at the station we were smoked in. A couple of cops walked down to the car we were in but I guess they couldn't tell that we were sitting in a plume of smoke so they walked back towards the front. Then a guy on the other end of the car starts to punch and kick the doors and window. Good times.
-awesome Chinese food
-bowling at Maple Lanes where the drinks and bowling are inexpensive and i win awards for lowest, highest, and most improved score for the night. yesssssss!
it did suck though when the woman at the front desk gave doug's credit card to somebody else. she says it happens all the time. no excuses you foolish woman. gah, what a dumb fool.
-drunken foolishness on the train ride home. who knew that the last car of the N train was where it was at? i posted a few videos at the end of this post. i wish i had been filming the two hours it took to get home.
A full on party busts out on the train. I love the part when the homeless man asks why everybody is so damn happy and the "dancing in the moonlight" girl starts dancing with him. Chris predicted that one of the girls was going to start crying in seven minutes and he was right. It was the girl carrying the large bottle of vodka. These folks got off at 42nd St. I dozed off for a few minutes and then these folks below got on.
There were some really funny moments that I didn't get on video like the pull up competition, the use of nose candy, and the super-duper dance party. At one moment we were all stuck at the 5th Ave stop and one of the dudes pulls out the biggest fatty I've ever seen. He proceeds to light up and because the MTA didn't bother to open the doors for the 20 minutes we were stuck at the station we were smoked in. A couple of cops walked down to the car we were in but I guess they couldn't tell that we were sitting in a plume of smoke so they walked back towards the front. Then a guy on the other end of the car starts to punch and kick the doors and window. Good times.
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