A new day.
I have decided - dare I say it? - to blog everyday.
A really great Christmas break this year...
I am a fortunate man with good friends, beautiful family, and many satifying involvments.
Thank you, thank, you, thank you...
But, who, exactly, am I thanking?
This year, the daily blog will be part art, part diary, part therapy,
and, hopefully, very funny - a story a day.
After all, what good is a day, if there is no story in it?
Last night, on New Years Eve, after a very nice Birthday celebration for my sister Ilene out on the Island, an Officer of the Law interrupted my making an illegal U-Turn under the LIE/ Community Drive Underpass (the nerve of him!)
It was 1:46 AM. I was driving Evelyn, and her friends, Ariel, and Jenna, back to their respective homes. Annie was squeezed in the back seat with them, and Brad was in the front passenger's seat - I was driving him home to Manhattan afterwards.
The cop shone his light into my eyes right in the middle of my elegant navigations, and with a comical gesture, including an extended arm and hand flourish, he eloquently, but silently, expressed the sentiment, "What the f--k are you doing?" I answered comprehensively, and earnestly:
" Hello Sir. I wanted to turn onto Lakeville Road, but accidently turned onto Community Drive - and I'm trying to get these girls home. And so, I thought I'd just pull a little 'louie.' Is that okay?"
He quicky responded, "It makes no sense!"
He was wrong on that point.
While my U-Turn was indeed completely illegal, it also made perfect sense -as a harmless solution to my initial wrong turn. While I was carefully pondering whether or not to enter into that sort of discussion with the young guy, he asked:
"Have you been drinking?"
Through the course of the party (@3 1/2 hours) I had had one Vodka with Tonic, and one straight Vodka on the rocks, but felt quite sober - and was confident of my state. I told the Officer, "I'm fine!" He immediate replied/threatened:
"Do you want me to test you?"
I immediately replied/took the challenge:
"Sure, you can test me!"
Following a poignent pause, he says, with an authoritative lilt:
"Never do that again!" And he closed his window, and drove away.
And, I won't.
We drove off, laughing in relief and triumph.
After driving the girls home, but before dropping Brad off, Annie, Brad, and I made a brief stop at the Midnight Express Diner on Second Ave for the Best New Years Eve Egg Creams ever drunk (two Chocolate, and one Vanilla.)
A really great Christmas break this year...
I am a fortunate man with good friends, beautiful family, and many satifying involvments.
Thank you, thank, you, thank you...
But, who, exactly, am I thanking?
This year, the daily blog will be part art, part diary, part therapy,
and, hopefully, very funny - a story a day.
After all, what good is a day, if there is no story in it?
Last night, on New Years Eve, after a very nice Birthday celebration for my sister Ilene out on the Island, an Officer of the Law interrupted my making an illegal U-Turn under the LIE/ Community Drive Underpass (the nerve of him!)
It was 1:46 AM. I was driving Evelyn, and her friends, Ariel, and Jenna, back to their respective homes. Annie was squeezed in the back seat with them, and Brad was in the front passenger's seat - I was driving him home to Manhattan afterwards.
The cop shone his light into my eyes right in the middle of my elegant navigations, and with a comical gesture, including an extended arm and hand flourish, he eloquently, but silently, expressed the sentiment, "What the f--k are you doing?" I answered comprehensively, and earnestly:
" Hello Sir. I wanted to turn onto Lakeville Road, but accidently turned onto Community Drive - and I'm trying to get these girls home. And so, I thought I'd just pull a little 'louie.' Is that okay?"
He quicky responded, "It makes no sense!"
He was wrong on that point.
While my U-Turn was indeed completely illegal, it also made perfect sense -as a harmless solution to my initial wrong turn. While I was carefully pondering whether or not to enter into that sort of discussion with the young guy, he asked:
"Have you been drinking?"
Through the course of the party (@3 1/2 hours) I had had one Vodka with Tonic, and one straight Vodka on the rocks, but felt quite sober - and was confident of my state. I told the Officer, "I'm fine!" He immediate replied/threatened:
"Do you want me to test you?"
I immediately replied/took the challenge:
"Sure, you can test me!"
Following a poignent pause, he says, with an authoritative lilt:
"Never do that again!" And he closed his window, and drove away.
And, I won't.
We drove off, laughing in relief and triumph.
After driving the girls home, but before dropping Brad off, Annie, Brad, and I made a brief stop at the Midnight Express Diner on Second Ave for the Best New Years Eve Egg Creams ever drunk (two Chocolate, and one Vanilla.)
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