December 2008
8 posts
sean's bedroom floor was covered in mattresses
The night of my 22nd birthday we all went out to Browns. Nancy was visiting. She, myself, Sean, Il, and Kevin ended up back at 80 4th after everyone else was done partying. We went into sean’s room to do some crazy stuff that was around for a short bit way back when. I remember his floor was covered in mattresses and we were all sitting/lying around, talking and talking and talking. Il...
sunshiney spring summer day
I have this one memory that always comes to mind when I think of 80 4th, and kind of encapsulates so many associated memories and feelings in entirety. It was during the semester I took off from school, during my first year of MBA. Spring 2003?… I could be wrong. Anyway, I was living with Lauren at the time on 5th avenue and was headed to 80 4th to work on some project thingy with...
mouse
Late one evening, I arrived home, hankering for some friends bits. I peeled and flowered a small onion, made a batter, and fried it. Not having a deep frier, I heated some oil in a small bowl, fried the onion, and enjoyed it.
So, what to do with the oil?
Caring about our drain, I deposited the oil in an empty peanut butter jar, and placed it on the window sill above the sink.
Darkness...
not a rodent anecdote
one night, after ingesting some peculiar poisonous mushrooms, i ended up on the floor of the second floor apt. with a video camera in hand spouting non-sense (glossolalia-like) for hours. the video tape of the documentation may still exist.
unorganized list
always liked watching tv on sunday nights with folks.
the fact that kevin wired the whole place with sound.
the huge bathtub that i could almost float in.
kevin asking me for fashion advice.
everyone getting up on fridays and trying to not be late for deep listening. this was always hard for kevin. i remember lindsey yelling at his door a lot.
-malvina
mouse, addendum
the poor mouse in question had drowned itself in a pot of old potato soup. i dumped it out into the sink, not seeing the mouse as it went in, and with my thankfully gloved hands, i reached in to unclog whatever was clogging the sink. mouse surprise. i screamed a lot. poor mousie
-malvina
Les Rodénts
Armando drowned a mouse in cooking oil :( I’ll let him elaborate.
Royah massacred many mice by feeding them brain exploding chemicals and then listened to them cry as she went to sleep. I’ll let her elaborate.
Kevin kept rats as colleagues in the office. I think they wrote the business plan. I’ll let him elaborate.
-misha
Mouse
While my friend Malvina was living there the sink had gross that a rodent decided it had to clean the dishes in the sink. She called me over to scoop its dead carcass out of the sink. That mouse was didn’t smell wonderful at all.
-jack