the morning after. in the words of ben johnson.

Morning Everyone.

As I strolled [stumbled] through the Lower East Side in Turk’s gorgeous [terrifying] hood late last night, I realized what a lovely time I had at HH. I Wanted to thank you all for the good drinks and good company (how awesome is T.G. Whitney’s?) and say that I hope that you enjoyed yourselves as much as I did.

This morning, as I smiled at the homeless man making eyes at me on the subway, I realized that last nights conversation was a true HH anomaly, in the notion that we somehow started off sober and engaged in a completely crass and offensive dialogue [ointment… gag] and then actually got more intellectual and less offensive as the drinks poured forth. I think that’s a true rarity and only found amongst the random few crowds worth talking to. Crass is easy… locking it up tends to be the hard part [i.e. Saturday, for those who happened to be by the Honda in Citi parking lot A10, at about noon].

So, with that HH oddity in mind, I wanted to follow up on one point [no, not bottom nude, but that has a truly special place in my heart as well]. Instead, we briefly touched on the idea of our careers, whatever that word means I’m still unsure... while we all noted that we might not be living our dreams (grand ambitions lend themselves to crippling self evaluations) I think we should really enjoy the fact that we don’t know what comes next. I realize it might not be the most comfortable way to go through life, but since when was comfortable ever a story worth telling? These unclear ambitions may bring us a feeling of perpetual ennui, but the reality is, we are not in this position because we don’t have the skills or personalities to do something spectacular. As a matter of fact, it’s the exact opposite. We simply have too many unique skills and we are unsure which to pursue… what a spectacular problem to have.

Anyway, I realize this note is a bit tangential (at best) for a Wednesday morning, but I feel like I was trying to make that point last night and never really nailed it. I hope your days are off to a wonderful start, and if they aren’t, just remember these words of wisdom… “Somewhere, right now, there is a man bottom nude.” And if that’s not funny, I just don’t know what is…

Club sandwiches, not seals.
BTJ