Last Thursday I went to an affair called “Holy Smokes” at Giando’s on the Williamsburg waterfront. It was great! It was a fundraiser for the nearby Our Lady of Mt. Carmel sports program. It included 5 cigars, premium liquor and dinner.
What I liked about it was that the attendees were mostly small businessmen from around the area. I got an invitation through my friend, who runs a funeral parlor, and my table consisted mostly of funeral directors (a surprisingly fun bunch!). I admired alot of the folks I met because they were mostly small self-made business men. As a guy who has spent his life working for large corporations, it was refreshing to meet such folks – including the fact that they were not afraid the speak with a New York accent. No “coporate-speak”.
The atmosphere was heavy on testosterone. They had three MEGA-BABES handing out the cigars, and many of the people looked like they were out of central casting for a Robert DeNiro movie, dressed to the nines. Between that, the cigar smoke, the booze and the fantastic view of the the city from the deck, one could believe that one was a baller of the old-school New York type.
I don’t buy tomatos ever in a grocery store. If it’s not tomato season then I don’t buy them. And when I do, I get them locally or, here in Manhattan, at the farmers market.
arkady- check your email. I may have someone for you.
Don’t feel bad, Slopey.
Puma scolded me over the weekend.
She also corrected my word usage.
Last Thursday I went to an affair called “Holy Smokes” at Giando’s on the Williamsburg waterfront. It was great! It was a fundraiser for the nearby Our Lady of Mt. Carmel sports program. It included 5 cigars, premium liquor and dinner.
What I liked about it was that the attendees were mostly small businessmen from around the area. I got an invitation through my friend, who runs a funeral parlor, and my table consisted mostly of funeral directors (a surprisingly fun bunch!). I admired alot of the folks I met because they were mostly small self-made business men. As a guy who has spent his life working for large corporations, it was refreshing to meet such folks – including the fact that they were not afraid the speak with a New York accent. No “coporate-speak”.
The atmosphere was heavy on testosterone. They had three MEGA-BABES handing out the cigars, and many of the people looked like they were out of central casting for a Robert DeNiro movie, dressed to the nines. Between that, the cigar smoke, the booze and the fantastic view of the the city from the deck, one could believe that one was a baller of the old-school New York type.
Sorry, arkady.
Yikes — corrected twice in one day. Yes, food = healthful or unhealthful. people = healthy or unhealthy as a result of said food.
I thought long and hard about getting a Mac as my new laptop, but brand loyalty swayed me.
Slopey, God knows I could use some growth hormones? Too late do you suppose?
Hey blowfish!
I don’t buy tomatos ever in a grocery store. If it’s not tomato season then I don’t buy them. And when I do, I get them locally or, here in Manhattan, at the farmers market.
Store bought tomatos aren’t worth eating.
“I read a few paragraphs and he says while Bush would arrest terrorists and subject them to the court process, Obama simply kills them.”
So Chomsky is anti-Obama?
hummmmmm.