JOSH CLARK'S BIRTHDAY PARTY -PART THREE 1-25-04
Josh came over and informed me that the afterparty would be at his apartment (which is a superswank doorman outfitted pad down in the East Village) and to try to drag some people along.
I grabbed this kid Carson, who I recognized from possibly my birthday party, or perhaps earlier in the night and told him Josh's request. We noticed two hot chicks in the most amazingly slutty outfits. After a two-second huttle we walked over and introduced ourselves.
Somehow within five minutes we were hopping into the back of a cab with these two bimbos (who's names I can now not remember) and shooting off into the southern night. Ran-D and Brett had persuaded the Danish chicks to come as well, and they were piling into a cab. The bars were closing down and the street was lined with cabs as we vanished around the corner I could see the rest of the birthday party breaking up into cab friendly groups and piling in for the trip to Josh's.
When we got there we brought the bimbos up to his apartment and the party had already started. Mike and Zack were already there and drunk off their asses and looked like they got rolled in an alley. They then filled me in on what happened.
Apparently, earlier in the night, when my brother and I saw the bouncers roughing them up, it escalated from there. They were arguing with the bouncers to let them get back upstairs. One of the bouncers was a little on edge, up and cold cocked Zack right in the face, splitting his lip and puffing up his cheek and eye. Mike and Zack were then dragged out and dumped on the curb both battered, bleeding, and bruised.
A cop outside saw the aftermath and questioned Mike and Zack. Within minutes cops stormed the place. The club (which has video cameras running nonstop in every room) either refused to show the police the tape of the incident, or somehow that 15 minutes of tape was mysteriously "erased." The bouncer who punched Zack was brought out in handcuffs and the club was fined $5000.00 for some violation of camera regulations or something.
So now the party was continuing in Josh's apartment. We cracked a few bottles of wine and were listening to music and enjoying the company of the bimbos, the Danes, and all of Josh's other friends that decided to roll along back.
One of Josh's roommates began to get pissed that we were making too much noise, being that she had to work the next day and told us we all had to leave in a half hour. One of the two bimbos decided that they (both of them) should leave immediately because they had a long trip back to queens so Carson walked them out.
The alcohol hit Josh with a knockout punch and, he said good-bye to all of us and then let us out so he could hit the sheets.
We (Brett, Ran-D, the Danish chicks and I) wandered down to the lobby where now Carson was making out intensely on one of the couches with one of the drunk bimbos, who apparently didn't have a ride home, and didn't know where the hell she was.
We all sat on the couches and started talking and continuing the party there in the lobby. A group of geeky guys wandered in to the lobby and started in on the conversation. They also lived in the building and we basically somehow invited ourselves into their apartment to continue the party there. These guys looked like they had never had girls in their apartment, so two Danish girls and one Asian/Irish actress would obviously be a coo.
This is also when we found out that these girls were all 19 and 20 years old and had gotten into the party by eating at the restaurant and wandering into the bar after paying their bill (hence avoiding the carding at the door).
We entered the geek kids' apartment, which was much bigger than Josh's being that there were 5 people living there. They offered us beers which some of us accepted, and others pellegrinos. We then sat at their mini bar chilling out while the girls coquettishly ate bananas that were sitting in a bowl. Then somehow (this always seems to happen at parties) we somehow coaxed Louise and Tilda to kiss, and one of the Geeks snapped a digital picture. Parties and lesbian kisses always just seem to happen, it's like a given. (Those bastards never e-mailed me that shot!)
After which, the Danes, who were renting an apartment in Harlem for a few months, decided it was late and they should leave. Ran-D kissed Louise good-bye and Brett said good-bye to Vanessa with a measly hug and was left wondering what could have been.
Just another day in the life of an Art Juggernaut.
-Cojo