1) Free shrimp with every meal. Lots of it.
2) Boca was much warmer than Manhattan. (I now want to take a box cutter to my wrists as I deal with the coldness, not to mention how pleasant my fellow New Yorkers become because of it)
3) A hospitality suite with guitars where the well never runs dry.
4) Seeing the amount of crap that's getting published and realizing "Hey! My crap is just as crappy as that! I might get published someday when an editor falls in love with my crapitude!"
5) It's better than having my brain driven to madness by the Shub-Niggurath.
2) Boca was much warmer than Manhattan. (I now want to take a box cutter to my wrists as I deal with the coldness, not to mention how pleasant my fellow New Yorkers become because of it)
3) A hospitality suite with guitars where the well never runs dry.
4) Seeing the amount of crap that's getting published and realizing "Hey! My crap is just as crappy as that! I might get published someday when an editor falls in love with my crapitude!"
5) It's better than having my brain driven to madness by the Shub-Niggurath.


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There was much hijinks eating Cuban cuisine (Bongo's restaurant)and dancing (Mangos). I am sure we sounded like drunken tourists to everyone we encountered.
My favorite place we had a drink at was a place called Bed where, you guessed it, you eat and drink on these giant beds. There were ten of us, and it was bizarre with all of us fitting. Sadly, I didn't get to try their foie gras dish as one of our party was Vegan and they couldn't accomodate her.
A dream come true? :)
You know, of course, why you felt that bitter wind when you came out of the airport, right? It's because NYC sucks.
Ar ar ar.
less for you more for me!@
this is wonderful!