Friday, August 10, 2007

theres a hole in my thigh


so friday bem and i went with joe to this place on melrose for some foods of argentina--land of MARTHA ARGERICH (an idol). well wine there is like $3 (american)/glass so i filled up. then bem and i hit the abbey and HERE next door, and got suckered into paying $5 (american) at the door only to discover inside it was LESBIAN NIGHT. it was awful, not the fun "oh lets go to cubby hole since its easter" type of lesbian night either. and no cute bartenders like at the cubby hole. anywho, bem and i tire and walk back to watch some of the big brother feeds on showtime...

but on the walk back, we are crossing a side street perpendicular to santa monica at a cross-walk. well there is this mom-SUV that is sort of in the cross-walk trying to see traffic so she can turn into it you know? well i walk in front of the SUV while bem goes behind, and wouldnt you know it the bitch ran into me! like i was inches from her car when walking, and she let off the brake and rolled into me! HOW DARE HER! so of course i'm wasted and scream "OWWW! YOU HIT ME! YOU HIT ME WITH YOUR FUCKING CAR!"

patty (bem says she looked like a patty from HR out with the gals in weho) looks at me and starts screaming at me! of course i have no idea what she was saying since i was screaming over her.

"YOU BITCH! YOU HIT ME WITH YOUR CAR!"

"WELL FUCK YOU! blah blah"

"NO, FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING MANSLAUGHTERER! YOU JUST HIT ME WITH YOUR FUCKING CAR!!!"

(this is all while i am walking still, away from her)

"blah blah"

"no FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING HOMOPHOBE, RUNNING GAYS OVER, YOURE LUCKY I DONT TAKE YOUR LICENSE NUMBER AND SUE YOUR ASS FOR RUNNING ME DOWN!"

"FUCK YOU" as she drives off.

it was pretty amusing, and of course i am fairly unscathed, i mean my pants did get dirty from the front bumper of her car.

but this rivaled the other two outbursts including the woman on chase manhattan plaza in those heady pre-9/11 days when she claims i sat "in" her food. and the other was this drunk ass woman on the UES outside a dartmouth mixer who started screaming at me while i was standing with g4 who was on the phone. it scared g4 who ran away from the scene.