electric avenue

you missed out on a true new york evening. after multiple drinks at the bowery hotel we landed at avenue. i was warned about the place, but i never envisioned a place where bottles of crystal arrived with waitresses holding fireworks! beyond imagination. it was like the end of time. i was waiting for jesus to descend and put us all out of our miseries especially the fireworks… yet right there, next to us, was ms. kirsten dunst sitting on my fuckin’ jacket and vincent gallo at the bar (not ordering belvedere)! never before had i seen such a mix of dorksters and hipsters in one place. what is this world coming to? by uh