Note to lurkers: Yes, this is approximately the speed with which we communicate with each other. Yes, we can still follow the conversation. Yes, we still have time to take a commission on your State’s GDP. Yes, we are all either alcoholics or recovering alcoholics. Yes, we will eventually get on topic.
Livin’ on Tums, Vitamin E and Rogaine
Wow, lookee the posts pile up! That old cliche about gabby Noo Yawkuhs has some truth to it, huh?
Oh, PLEASE have a catfight over me. Just a week or so ago I was about to ask Polycarp to step outside, he was getting so chummy with the divine Miss McF…but now, the woim, she has toined, eh?
But as we all know, the important thing in NYC is Real Estate. Alphagene and manhattan live in Manhattan; you goils should be fighting over THEM! A two-bedroom walkup on the Upper East Side/West Village could be at stake…
It’s no good, manny…all the west-of-the-Hudsoners are still back on Mel’s second post.
I miss New York…
Someone please do the following for me:
(1) Breakfast of coffee, light & sweet, and an onion bagel w/ plain cream cheese and lox. Eaten on the Subway while reading The News.
(2) Grab a Sabrette’s push-cart dog for lunch.
(3) Grab a slice of Ray’s on the way home from the office as a pre-dinner nosh. Read The Voice on the way home.
(4) Go to Coney Ialand and grab a dog at Nathan’s this weekend. Oh, I don’t care that The Cyclone’s not open - just do it for me, okay?
(5) Hang out at CBGB’s. Just for a while…
Yer pal,
Satan
“Flora would floor me in a battle of wits.”
You see, Mel, if I didn’t like you so much I’d have made a crack about never taking on a half-armed woman.
Is Alpha male or female? Somehow I’d thought he was a she . . . Whichever, you and Manhattan do join us all! We can dish Satan and Kelli and Poly and Wally and even the late lamented ARG . . .
Me, I work right across the street from Grand Central, am I taking the elevator daily with anyone?
Satan, whaddaya mean the Cyclone’s not open? I rode it a few weeks ago!
Anyway, since some of us love the atmosphere/beverage selection of RVR, why don’t we meet there and then visit several other locations throughout the night? What’s stopping us from going to visit Alphagene’s heavy handed bartender friends for a good spanking? Nothing. Let’s meet Monday so the weekend will seem longer!
Satan, you read the News? “The paper for those who like to read fast or have to read slow?” I thought better of you than that.
Say, why don’t you leave hell for a day or two and join our New York get-together?
Hm. Good question. Since I automatically shorten it to “Al” every time I respond to her/him, I’ve fallen into the habit of thinking Alphagene’s a guy.
BTW, the Ohio contingent has noticed this thread and UncleBeer’s urging them to post and keep THEIRS on top of OURS. [shrug] Pathetic, huh?
Totally pathetic on behalf of Ohio. Shameful.
Alphagene is a man. I’m positive. I’ve seen him naked.
Mel, Satan, I think the Cyclone stays open until Halloween.
They used to keep it running into the winter season, but so many people were being flung to their deaths that the Coney Island Public Relations Office suggested they take a breather until March.
Flora, where do YOU read the funny pages, if not in New York’s Picture Newspaper? Can’t be the POST…as the Gay and Lesbian Alliance says, “You’re Too Intelligent to Read the New York POST.”
Wow, Satan, it’s been a while, hasn’t it?
(1) Breakfast of coffee, light & sweet, and an onion bagel w/ plain cream cheese and lox. Eaten on the Subway while reading The News. Believe it or not, it is now actually legal for NYPD to shoot you in the head if you eat on the subway. Apparently the corpse creates a smaller mess, and you know how Rudy is.
(2) Grab a Sabrette’s push-cart dog for lunch. This very day, Sabrette announced a hot-dog recall. Listeria, or some such thing. Shofar, so far, is OK.
(3) Grab a slice of Ray’s on the way home from the office as a pre-dinner nosh. Read The Voice on the way home. We finally lost track of which Ray’s was the good one. This happened, IIRC, about ‘94.
(4) Go to Coney Island and grab a dog at Nathan’s this weekend. Oh, I don’t care that The Cyclone’s not open - just do it for me, okay? Other posters have covered this.
(5) Hang out at CBGB’s. Just for a while… The New York new music scene is not exactly at an all-time high right now. But CB’s is still the place.
We’ll have to have you up sometime for a re-orientation session. But we won’t let you see Times Square. It looks too much like NC.
Livin’ on Tums, Vitamin E and Rogaine
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Deal with it! 
“The problem with the world is that everyone is a few drinks behind.” - Humphrey Bogart
Melanie’s right. I am male. I won’t comment on the nudity… Hell, will we be drinking at this NYC brouhaha? If so, you all might get a peek at the Mighty 'gene. Whether you like it or not.
“The world ends when I die. And as far as I’m concerned, the rest of the universe might as well call it a day too.” – Matt Groening
Oh and in honor of our pal Satan, we should do at least one group “Hail Satan!”
If not to honor a great poster and fellow Yankee fan, just to freak out the Suits in midtown.
“The world ends when I die. And as far as I’m concerned, the rest of the universe might as well call it a day too.” – Matt Groening
Will we be drinking? Have you been living under the Brooklyn Bridge for the last year?
And I lied, I have not seen Alph naked, but thought the comment might keep the thread at the top. After we all see him naked, though, I’m sure a thread will stay at the top for weeks.
“The world ends when I die. And as far as I’m concerned, the rest of the universe might as well call it a day too.” – Matt Groening
Goodness, Alpha, you’re going to give everyone the idea that New Yorkers are a bunch of soulless sybarites and voluptuaries, and every time we get together it’s just an orgy of sex, drinking and Dorothy Parker wisecracks.
(Yes, yes, I know, dear, but we’re not supposed to let on . . .)
Fellow inhabitants of the greatest city on God’s green earth, I got to cut out of the office a couple hours early today. Like, now.
But Monday’s good for me, if it fits everyone else’s schedules.
Toodles.
Hmmm…tempting. I’m not sure I count, though – I only work in NYC. For the moment, I call Lawn Guyland my home. Anybody need an apartment share in the city?
–Da Cap’n
Cap’n: Is it too impossible to switch Monday gym with Tuesday gym? I’m afraid by Tuesday people will have already run out of steam.