Winter Wandering in NYC
Last weekend Tom joined me on a low-key weekend of eating, drinking, and wandering. Friday we had Upper East Side sushi, followed by Lower East Side drinks with George and Matt at Big Lug, where we were served drinks by the two handsome fellas pictured here.
Saturday involved brunch with Mr. and Mr. -ilicious Morningside Heights at Toast. Yay Toast! Then downtown for a wander through SoHo and the Apple Store, followed by some light shopping on Broadway. Unfortunately that was a Bust, but we headed over to Tom & Jerry's for a drink before dinner at Cafe Habana.
While at dinner, crammed between two other tables-for-two, I managed to touch my eye with hot-sauce on my finger. The flames! Inside of my eye! It buuuurns!!! Miraculously, the girl sitting next to me conjured a bottle of saline solution from her purse and I shamelessly hosed myself down mid-restaurant. Whatcha gonna do when you're trapped at a table? She saved me, and I should have bought her dinner, but I'm poor so a thank-you would have to suffice. Then off to hang with the peeps at Nowhere for Double-Headed Disco, followed by bar hopping around neighborhood.
Sunday, Tom and I met Ed for brunch, then joined the Farmboyz at the Brooklyn Transit Museum. Tom headed back to DC in the afternoon, Ed disappeared, and I strolled Brooklyn Heights with the Farmboyz, had dinner at 5 Front in DUMBO (fantastic, go there!). Afterward I re-met all my peeps at the Dugout for a couple of drinks, and was home fairly early.
One more week of lab rotation..... then back to class.
Today I rejoin the ranks of the living, after spending the last 4 days in bed with the worst cold I can remember (since childhood anyway). Wednesday morning I got up with a tickle in the back of my throat, and by 5 PM I was running a fever of 102 °F and had alternating shivers/sweats. Friday I strongarmed my way into a doctors office and got some heavy duty meds, including the good cough syrup with codeine. Really, it's the only stuff that works. NyQuill is so tamed down these days. I spent the weekend watching DVDs from Netflix (Animaniacs, Pinky & The Brain, and In Living Color) along with as much 
Rest assured, the nurse at ski patrol fixed him right up. 
Back in NYC after a great ski trip with Josh, BC, and Lisa. Poor Josh had a fight with a snow making machine - and lost. Yes, we took him to ski patrol and his eye swelled shut but he'll be just fine. No stitches, no concussion. But check out that glob of blood/snot/snow in his beard. Classy!
It was cloudy this morning at 8 am. By 9:00 we were on the lift at Deer Valley and the flurries were starting to fall. At 10 it was coming down pretty good. By noon I looked like this. Thankfully the beard kept me warm while sliding down the mountain, in the back country, out of bounds (accidentally) and hiking out. By the afternoon we had at least 7 inches of fresh powder (maybe 8... who's counting) as we deftly avoided the aspens. Fabulous. Powdery. Deep. Transcendent. Snow.
