Open Thread

By Kensingtonian on March 30, 2011 3:20 PM

Donatella,

Try google translate. The translation should be:

You deserve a standing ovation from my middle finger.

You know when you get the gist of what somebody is trying to say….bad translation, but funny. Lech deserves it.
haha…

When I was twelve, I tried my first cigarette. I sat on a park bench in Riverside Park. Afterwards I thought, wow, this is really stupid. Doesn’t even get you high. That was the end of that.

Never did glue either. No one had to tell you not to do it, you just had to see all the really fucked up people walking around with brown paper bags.

“went skating at Rockeller Center last Sunday and noticed there is a Magnolia Bakery right along the Plaza.”

GOTD

“biff,
which movie have you walked out of?”

My wedding video. I don’t like unhappy endings.

(And by unhappy, I’m referring to the fact I passed out from drinking as soon as we got back to the hotel room. I’ve been disappointing Mrs. C ever since)

I tried different drugs but never anything “hard”, after all I lived through the Woodstock era and the disco era and worked on Wall Street. I never became devoted to anything though, probably beer and scotch were the mind altering substances of choice of my mispent youth.

Oh, except for “sunshine” which one friend gave me. I didn’t sleep for 3 days. NOT GOOD. Actually that experience might have saved me from trying anything more psychedelic.