Friday, March 13, 2009

"WISH I COULD SHUT MY PLAYBOY MOUTH
HOW DID I TURN MY SHIRT INSIDE OUT? INSIDE OUT BABE"





Hey Kevin -

This blog is for you. I heard the words to this song "Let's Dance" by Lady Gaga in the car today and I started laughing so hard. You know why, right?

Way, way back in the day, shortly after I broke up with my fiance, was just getting to know the King, was about to become homeless and desperately needed a place to live, Dan introduced me to one of his best friends, Kevin. Kevin also needed a place to live, the King explained. Perhaps you could live together? Kevin seemed like a nice enough guy, I didn't have a lot of options, so I jumped at the chance.

We went out looking at apartments, after seeing lots of dumps, we finally settled on a dump on the upper east side of Manhattan. The King had decided that although he liked me, he wasn't going to jump into a "living with her situation" so Kevin and I signed the lease (I think, or maybe it was just me) and in we moved to our five story walk-up apartment (that means NO ELEVATOR). In the back our our minds we both knew that the King would spend most of his time there, and indeed he did.

Anyway, one weekend, we did the usual. Sleep all day, get up and go out to the bars. Where inevitably the King would pick a fight with me and I would leave the bar crying and go home. Which on this night, is exactly what happened.

I'm back in the apartment, feeling sorry for myself, when I hear keys fumbling in the door and in walks Kevin - but not regular Kevin. What I see is soaking wet, filthy dirty Kevin, looking amazingly disheveled, standing there WITH HIS SHIRT ON INSIDE OUT.

I stood for a moment taking it in before I asked "What the hell happened to you?"

The explanation was long and relatively incoherent, but if I recall it involved Kevin losing his keys, attempting to climb the fire escape, falling in a puddle, having the police called on a neighbor who saw him climbing the first escape, blah blah blah.

All I know is that we did a quick evaluation of the situation, realized it was way too early, Kevin changed his clothes and we went back out to the bars.

Hmmmm....what really happened that night is a question I guess we'll never know the answer to.

3 comments:

Jennifer said...

He changed his clothes and you went back out...that made me laugh so hard!

Anonymous said...

exactly how you wrote , is what happened. You forgot, how you would open the door, because you Thought either I was the King or he was with me, forcing me to climb to the roof , go down the fire escape, ..bang on your window, but you had already went out to see who was banging on the door, i then went down the escape, and fell at the end some 6 feet to the ground, was muddied an then almost arrested, luckily I had a badge..and yes we went back out to attend reverse happy hour at some place ..maybe name this joint...ahhh memories

Krissa said...

Haha... that is so funny!! Sometimes not knowing the whole story is better!
I was very anti Lady Gaga until recently when we listened to it in the car. Now all I have to say is "Just Dance!" and Elisa says
"Da Da Doo Doo!!" ...