tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14099114.post113313189613330983..comments2023-09-06T07:32:41.165-04:00Comments on East Village Idiot: Hell is for Parentseast village idiothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02030258480344283688noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14099114.post-1133271673016422502005-11-29T08:41:00.000-05:002005-11-29T08:41:00.000-05:00Wow. I'd be totally numbed out by all the sensory ...Wow. I'd be totally numbed out by all the sensory experiences that went on. <BR/><BR/>I didn't like Mars 2112 also. It couldn't catch my breath and felt like I was in the belly of some beast. And with the dark lighting, who knows what we REALLY ate.<BR/><BR/>~DebDr. Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06340730498047128203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14099114.post-1133267972132587512005-11-29T07:39:00.000-05:002005-11-29T07:39:00.000-05:00Reminds me of the year we went back to NYC for som...Reminds me of the year we went back to NYC for some shows and Christmas shopping . Just as businesses were closing for the evening and throngs of people hit the street, then-President Clinton decided to stop in for his Christmas shopping. Battalions of police absolutely shut down mid town Mahattan. "Not a creature was stirring..." We were trying to get cross town, but it was fruitless. We just stood and listened to the complaining citizenry.Floridorahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10435067618284845211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14099114.post-1133240969443754792005-11-29T00:09:00.000-05:002005-11-29T00:09:00.000-05:00A little holiday fun, MY ASS! Sounds like an epic...A little holiday fun, MY ASS! Sounds like an epic nightmare. Get yourself a drink to recover.Krankihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06462291033293033179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14099114.post-1133146010194372952005-11-27T21:46:00.000-05:002005-11-27T21:46:00.000-05:00Insane, isn't it? When we lived in the city, I wo...Insane, isn't it? When we lived in the city, I worked entirely too near Times Square and Rockefeller Center, and Kyle worked in the Met Life building - directly over GCT. One year, a former colleague of mine came to visit in mid-December. She was eight months pregnant. Needless to say, it was only because I loved her so much that I squired her around all the tourist traps for two days.<BR/><BR/>Glad you made it home in one piece!Julie Marshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05386446012443269817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14099114.post-1133134925060099102005-11-27T18:42:00.000-05:002005-11-27T18:42:00.000-05:00I have done the same dumb-ass thing before; actual...I have done the same dumb-ass thing before; actually two years in a row I was a dumb ass. The first year, I took Zoe to the American Girl Store the day AFTER Christmas and then refused to buy her anything. Talk about being in hell with the spawn of Satan.<BR/><BR/>The next year I thought it would be a lovely and quaint idea to take the two girls and visit the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree during Christmas week. Wrong again. We walked about five steps in two hours, and finally got out of 5th Avenue and tried to take refuge in the Museum of Modern Art, which wasn't a refuge at all. <BR/><BR/>Why do I never learn?JThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05204273215290917463noreply@blogger.com