BAR CRAWL CONCLUDED 7-30-03
We arrived at the cross streets and as per usual at parties there was a velvet rope. Behind this rope, as per usual was a man with arms the size of modest tree trunks. We pulled out our ID's and RAN-D's face turned white. It's white already (he turns death white when he drinks), but now it was like a ghost-white (which is a little beyond death).
"I don't have my wallet!" he yelped. BRETT and I drunkenly asked him to check his pockets again. Nothing. So we all check our pockets. Nope. "Damn, Someone either stole it, or I lost it somewhere." We grabbed a cab and headed back to ACE BAR, we ran in and asked all the losers who were sitting around doing nothing, and were now still sitting around doing nothing if they had seen a wallet.
He was sure he had left it in the bathroom, but nope, nothing was in there. We got another cab and shot back to Max Fish. We ran in and started asking people if they had seen any wallet lying around (the wallet mind you had no cash in it, Ran-D keeps his cash in his pocket he later told us) I nudged awake, and asked the weird "once outraged" dude if he had seen it, considering he was now sleeping in the same spot he was sitting before. He murmured something and pointed to a kid on the other side of the room.
I asked that kid and he said he didn't see anything. Tough break. After that and considering Ran-D still had his money, we decided to give up on finding that wallet. We cabbed it up to St. Marks Place for some pre dawn breakfast at one of my old all night food haunts "The Yaffa Cafe." We ordered up the food and Ran-D started hitting on a group of girls in the booth next to us. I looked at my watch and realized I was almost late. I had to meet TONY BROWN- Shice's Creative Director at his apartment and catch a cab with him to LaGuardia Airport. I got the food to go, said good-bye to my drunken buds and caught a cab up to midtown. I then drunkenly helped Tony pack the cab up, and we shot over to the Airport for what would be one of the most insane publicity trips I've ever been on. MIAMI IS DOPE!!!!
Just another day in the life of an Art Juggernaut.
-Cojo