Muffti really meant to take it easy last night, but Manwhore Jonathon wanted to go to the city. So Muffti and MWJ jumped in the car and drove over to EVs, where we drank some slivovitz (Czech plum liquor), pounded some beers. Then Proud Self Loather and his wife Yurika (not pronounced ‘Eureeka’) and her friend Yui came over and we all chilled for a bit.
(Shut up. It’s a bad picture.)
Anyhow, we went to the Heeb party and found ourselves in a line whose bark was worse than its bite, since we were in within about 5 minutes. Muffti and MWJ went to the bar and got tequila shots and a few beers which unfortunately means that Muffti won’t be paying his rent next month. Anyhow, we walked around a bit and ran into no other than David Kelsey. Looked Muffti queringly and then said ‘You’re a bit of a pretty boy for a philosoher’. Muffti was a bit perplexed at first, but he reckoned it was either a compliment or a backhanded insult that was too subtle for him to understand. Either way, DK turns out to be a fine fellow, and seemed to be having a pretty good time.
How was the party part of the Heeb party? Muffti’ll break it down into some pros and cons:
– Cute bartenders in li’l American Apparel style shorts
– Many people
– cage dancers with ‘heeb’ tank tops on
– An unfortunate male/female ratio (i.e. the Pro was in some ways a bit of a con)
– the cover price (which was advertised as 18$ if you had exact change) turned out to be a sham, as EV found out. Not that Muffti’s cheap, but he prefers truth in advertising
– Too many Jews (just kidding!)
Muffti’s never been to a Matzo ball, but comments were made suggesting that Heeb’s party was ‘just like a matzo ball’. He’s not sure that’s a compliment, ‘specially since the party was advertised as being for ‘people who think matzo ball blows’. Oh well.
There is one slightly odd story to tell. One performer (a really fast talking/rapping guy) was sitting down up stairs chillin with a very attractive blonde, who was sort of dancing (Muffti thinks for him) quite seductively. Muffti asked if she was giving dude a no-contact lap dance to which she responded, in a delightful european accent ‘why don’t you ask him? talk to him! he’s not jealous!’) Oh well. whatever floats your boat fast talking rapper dude. It’s hannukah after all.
Still, all in all, Muffti had a good time, MWJ met a grrrl and Muffti got to play a part in mending inter-blog relations. So have a nice hannuka, and a great final week of 2005.