Saturday in the city

So, on Saturday night I went out with the boys in New York, we were supposed to meet up around 2pm and then head to Brooklyn for some good old fasioned drinking. Well, Brooklyn didn't really pan out. I got into the city around 1, and made my way from Harlem/125th st to the Upper East Side, where we were to all meet up, and the birthday boy was not there yet. He was to be on his way, so we went to lunch. after lunch we had ice cream and went for a windy walk in the park. three dudes eating ice cream and strolling along the river. a little suspect I know, but it was kinda nice. We went back to my friends apartment and watched baseball and waited for the birthday boy to arrive. He showed up around 4:30 with beer, and we all had a few and shot the breeze. then we went out to a bar and ate and drank like grown-ups, which doesn't happen all that often. This was to be the pre-game. from there some of us who were looking to get a little loose went to some less reputable establishments on the UES. Toward the end of the night, there were only two of us left and thinking that it was a good idea, we decided to stop and one last place on the way home. i'm really glad that we did. There were a couple of drunk trollops hanging out, being really loud and obnoxious. another group of girls called them whores, and it almost went to blows. I was rooting for it and thought that it would be fun to see a good old fasioned girl fight, but alas it was not to be. All in all, it was a tame night, and I'm a little embarrased that I don't have any good stories to relay.