|Fear the Manraffe!
||[Sep. 9th, 2007|01:44 am]
International Bon Vivant and Raconteur
A great night out on the town tonight with kelliwithani82, who I have come to realize is the epitome of awesomness. Since she was driving, we couldn't do any drinking, so instead we walked around. A lot. I think my feet are steaming like Fred Flintstone's after he uses them to brake his car.
We met down in the Village, got some iced coffee, walked all over the place, then drove up to midtown for dinner at the Jekyll & Hyde Club. (Your turn soon, livia_llewellyn, but when we go, please remind me not to eat so much cheese in one meal. Ugh!) They sat us all the way up on the top floor, so we didn't get to see any of the floor shows that happen below. That was okay, though. It gave us a chance to chat. Well, sort of. We kept getting interrupted by all the talking monsters on the walls. God, I love that place!
Then we walked down to Times Square and poked around the Virgin Megastore and the giant Toys R Us, where we had an encounter with the fearsome Manraffe -- half human, half giraffe, all terror! They say his name is Geoffrey and you can have your child's picture taken with him, but I tell you this thing was like something out of a SciFi Channel Original Movie. Manraffe! A twisted joke of nature that lives only for vengeance! Dean Cain's agent is waiting by the phone.
There was more walking after that, all the way back up to Columbus Circle and the Time-Warner Center, where we discovered the fourth floor of that glass and metal monstrosity is filled with chi-chi restaurants and clubs that would no doubt lock their doors upon seeing the likes of us. I plan on going back there someday when I have money. Or if my life turns into a Sex and the City episode.
Anyway, after all that walking I'm pooped. Tomorrow it's off to Queens to record a live reading along with sarahlangan, Linda Addison and Gordon Linzner to be streamed on glamberson's new horror website. I'll be doing something from General Slocum's Gold, probably the same bit I read at the Burning Effigy launch party at World Horror in Toronto. But between getting over a cold and all the talking and laughing tonight, I think my voice is gonna be shot. Maybe I'll sound like Demi Moore. One can only hope.