Uh-oh, it's magic

Had a lovely Saturday night/Sunday early morning with Anna and Dave (who was in the city for a short visit). Dave and Mike and I got off to a fairly early start with the drinking, and after having a Frenchy dinner continued the theme by going to a bar called Dirty Pierre. We didn't stay long though, since we had to intercept Anna on her way from the subway to our place, so we ended up booking it down Austin St. It's cold -- I got a bit of lung burn from walking fast and gulping cold air. Mike made us his new specialty: a drink he calls "Red-Headed Stepchild." He created this drink a few days ago when we were partying by ourselves. It's quite similar to our Famous Dwaynes, except for Heightened Taste Sensation. Just combine vodka, triple sec, grenadine, orange curacao, a splash of orange juice, cranberry-grape juice, and Red Bull. Yeah, fruity, but don't knock it till you've tried it! I pulled out the Super Nintendo, and we all played Mario Kart and (when Mario Kart kept blacking out in the middle of races) Super Mario Bros. 3. So, basically it was a flashback to college. This went on till roughly 3:30, and we were all pretty tanked. It was oodles of fun! Last night Mike and I went to bed at 9:30. It was splendid. And yet I still wanted to sleep more this morning. You know how David Copperfield is being charged with rape? And you know how it's come out that his assistants would, at his instigation, interview and photo audience members that he was interested in, then invite them to his islands in the Bahamas? And you know how some women have come out saying that he ogled them at shows and that his assistants would try to get them away from their husbands/boyfriends for the purposes of interviewing/photographing/luring-them-to-the-Bahamas? No? Oh. Anyway, Mike and I tried to get tickets to David Copperfield when we were in Vegas. And all I can say is, thank God it was sold out. Because what would have happened if we had gone? What if David Copperfield had seen me? What if he had seen me?