Snow Immature

Why yes, that is a penis drawn on a table in the snow. You know how it is. (And no, I did not draw it.)

My friend's birthday was Thursday, but he hosted a little get-together on Friday night at one of my favorite bars, Franklin Park. Even though I am not currently drinking I met up with him, bought him a drink, drank a seltzer water myself, and hungout for a bit on Friday night. The entrance to this bar is through a pretty cool former driveway (the bar itself is in an old garage) lined with picnic tables and Brooklynites are so incredibly mature when it snows in March, that nearly all of the tables were covered in penises.

I was amused. I wanted to take a picture of all of them, but I felt too self-conscious taking even one picture, so I abstained... But still. Super amusing.

Also, yes, the not drinking thing is new. Jess inspired me because she has decided that she's not gonna drink until she lands a new job, which made me think. I have pretty much been bleeding monies since I left Stout last May, and even though I've been temping and teaching, it hasn't quite equalized yet. So I decided I won't buy booze for myself until I make more in a month than I spend. Which, I know, I should be doing anyway, so that's my decision. We'll see how long it lasts with Dani coming into town this weekend and other temptations, I am sure. Even just doing it this last weekend saved me money, though, so whether or not it lasts, so far, it has been worth it.