Friday, September 01, 2006

Gloomy forecast

What crappy weather we've been having lately. And more to come — heavy rain in store for tomorrow and scattered thunderstorms planned for Sunday.

Luckily I've had a legitimately nice week to make up for all the indoor moping I'll likely be doing this weekend to avoid the weather.

So after Tuesday's Jessica Simpson insanity, I met my new roommate Antonin on Wednesday. He's everything I didn't expect him to be — French, extremely polite and looks exactly like Orlando Bloom. I mean, EXACTLY. I'll post pictures soon for proof.

Antonin is from Provence, France, and will be working at the French Embassy this year as part of a special training program at his college in Toulouse. His English is pretty good, even when his knowledge of the States isn't.

"So you're from Ohio. Do you ever visit Des Moines [pronounced as a French word]?"

"No, Antonin, that's actually in Iowa."

Later on: "Do you eat a lot of potatoes in Ohio? Isn't that what you're famous for?"

"Nope, that's Idaho."

It's cute and fun to correct, and we've gotten along famously for what few hours we've actually been in the same room together. Yesterday got pretty busy.

The highlight of my 10-day work day was my phone interview with the lead singer of Ok Go, who was on his way to the VMAs via limo as we spoke. The Q&A was in regards to the fact that their hysterical dance routine video for "A Million Ways" recently became the most-downloaded music video in history, a strong example of viral marketing on the web. I'm always proud when I can manage to work straightforward entertainment/music pieces into pitches and actually have my editors approve.

After catching bits of the VMAs themselves online (Jack Black was soooooo lame, JT's performance was so-so and Lil' Kim's outfit was extremely underwhelming) I headed out to Chelsesa for another night out with the Kent kids. We were determined to make up for our failed attempts to get crunk last Saturday. And boy did we succeed this time.

I met up with Joey, Mary and their cute Asian friend Sorai from work at Dallas BBQ or margaritas and appetizers (onion loaf before going out? NOT a good idea...) My Texas size margarita was aptly named and awfully tasty. The dangerous part was that it came with an extra test tube full of tequila, which I periodically poured into mine to keep the juices flowing.

We then hopped over to Duvet — whose sister club "Bed" may sound familiar to fans of "Sex & The City" — for what was unbeknownst to us a VMA after-party with a special performance from Wyclef Jean!!! Talk about a week of celebrity surprises — first Jessica Simpson, now this!

It was absurd — the most crowded I have ever been in a club but also one of the most memorable times I've had in one. I mean, how many people can say they went to go dance at a club and ended up seeing Wyclef sing everything from "We Tryin' To Stay Alive" to "Ready Or Not" to "Hips Don't Lie" all while all the ladies in the hosue got to come up on stage and dance with him. Including Mary, who definitely seemed to be enjoying herself.

Joey was having fun until the booze got the better of him and caused him to puke all over the backseat of the taxi on the drive home. Looks like tequila wasn't his friend.

Cut to me running back home from Harlem this morning to shower, change and make it to work on time. Only to discover that our servers were down and no one had Internet. It was like a snow day or something. So I made a bunch of photocopies for the editorial asst. before heading out after just three hours time. The three-and-a-half day weekend has already begun!

As for what to do for said weekend, I'm clueless. There was talk of trips to Syracuse or Boston, but both are out as I am broke. Even more so after last night's adventure. Antonin had the best idea when he said of the rain, "It's museum weather." So maybe I'll do that. Venture over to MOMA for a student discount — or possibly a free ticket. Apparently they have them from 3-7. So who knows what this weekend has in store, but based on the events of the days preceding it it's bound to be good...

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