Well, more rain, to be exact. Except for this morning, when I took the above pic of the Ocean Grove Pier, it's rained all fucking day. So much for chilling out at the beach; my seersucker shorts won't be of much use, either. Which means I'll probably be heading back to NYC on the early side tomorrow.
So in the absence of anything interesting to relate today, I'll add the category that I forgot from yesterday.
Best celebrity sighting: Lou Reed.
Tuesday night, I was enjoying dinner with my Dad and his pal George at an excellent little Greek joint in the Village called Gus's Place when I spied Mr. White Light/White Heat from the window. At first, it looked like he was just passing by; but then he took a seat at one of the outdoor tables. I mentioned him to my dining companions, and they suggested that I send him a drink. "Nah, he wouldn't go for that," I said. "He's got a rep for being kind of an unpleasant person." At which point, either my Dad or George suggested that I send over a creme brulee — which, the more I thought about it, seemed like a really "punk" thing to do, in the sense of it being completely absurd and totally inappropriate. But ultimately, I chickened out.
We'd had a few glasses of wine by this point, and when my Dad asked me, "Where's the Loo?" I thought he said, "Where's Lou?" I pointed outside. "Oh yeah," said my Dad. "Maybe I should just go over and pee on him. He'd like that, right?"
Oh, how we laughed. Two generations of Epstein men, workin' blue as usual. Later on, Lou got up, and we realized he'd been dining with Laurie Anderson. Good thing my Dad didn't follow through; cultured gent that he is, he would have been mortified to piss on someone in front of Laurie Anderson.
oh supermen
Posted by: carole | September 12, 2008 at 10:44 PM
Man, sounds like an amazing time, brother. Glad you're getting some good east coast hang-time w/ your dad. Would have been hilarious to read about him pissing on Lou in front of Laurie A., haha...
Posted by: Suggadelic | September 13, 2008 at 08:10 PM
aren't lou and laurie married?
the punk thing to do would have been to walk by lou and say, "dude, yer zipper's down."
or maybe not.
Posted by: Greg Barbera | September 14, 2008 at 10:41 AM
Lou takes his diabetic diet quite seriously. The creme brulee idea... well, the odds would not have been stacked in your favor. You chose well, so feel good about it.
Posted by: owner | September 15, 2008 at 06:39 PM