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Confetti in my Hair

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Don't say nothin, just give it here

Last night I dined at this bougie establishment with my friend The Hammer (look, you're on the internetz!) I was carrying a lamp with me, very similar to the one on the right. I scavenged this fully functional beauty and spent the rest of the evening carrying it around the city (on train, at movies, etc.)

I was very proud of my find and had all sorts of fantasies about fashionably using it if/when I get into grad school: Tappa tappa on the typewriter I don't have, smoking cigarettes that I don't smoke, drinking whiskey, pulling the little chain on the lamp...

It's all ruined now. I accidentally left the lamp at that stupid Frenchie restaurant and now they're pretending they never saw it. I swear I heard them turn it on while we were talking on the phone today, then suppress a French giggle. The Hammer is going to shiv our bitchy waitress after her shift tonight.

9 Comments:

At 5:20 PM, Blogger Ali said...

See what happens when you are honest and actually pay the check?

 
At 8:46 PM, Blogger Tori said...

My dad had a lamp like that when I was a child. It ruled. Sorry to hear you lost yours, but you'll be able to find more.

 
At 9:00 PM, Blogger Cupcake said...

Dude, were you at Le Gamin on Vanderbilt in my 'nabe. I love that place. Great crepes and cafe au lait.

 
At 10:10 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah, get the oeuf gamin, it will change your life.

 
At 12:46 AM, Blogger jesse said...

We were actually at the one on Houston, after watching the explosive Bob Dylan movie at Film Forum.

I had a turkey swiss melt, Hammer ate goats cheeses on green. It was admittedly delicious, though I heard mixed reviews on the Prospect Heights Gamin.

 
At 8:25 AM, Blogger aprildawn said...

you know, i've heard that's what happens to people who come to boston without visiting ALL of their friends...they get their lamps stolen.
:-) viva la lamp karma.

 
At 11:55 AM, Blogger Ali said...

Maybe that foreign couple took it while you went to the ATM and I was deeply immersed in your Hop-Stop literature.... or perhaps it was the smarmy hipster waitress with the rattail?

P.S. WHAT WAS THE POINT OF THE RICHARD GERE VIGNETTE?

 
At 12:53 PM, Blogger siouxzee said...

Yeah, the Richard Gere part. WTF?

 
At 4:21 PM, Blogger J said...

That sucks. I'm sure they are lighting their kitchen right now with that thing.

Restaurants cannot be trusted.

 

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