while i was on my way to work this morning, i was walking up 35th ave and thinking to myself as the tourists passed by in clusters, about how fucking cold it is outside. i also thought about all of the people that are going to stand around times square all night for new years eve. my practical brain/bladder/legs are all… NOPE. i would never do that, ever. i’m sure it’s a great experience, it’s just not one that i’d ever do.
PS: the streets and subway look like exodus afterwards, FUCK ALL DAT NOISE.
i have however been IN times square for new years eve, just by means of the MTV building.
my first long term boyfriend, randolph, worked via the help desk for viacom for a few years back in the day. back in the days of jesse camp and TRL (yes we’ve been on it). i used to hang out with him at the office often, which looking back now, seems a little strange. i can’t imagine someone being at my office hanging out right now, lol. i wonder how that was even allowed, but i was good friends with many of his co-workers, and we had a blast there, always.
one year, we did new years eve in the office. i think someone had to be there anyway, so we were like okay, we’ll do it! the office was indeed on the side with the ball, so we got to see it drop up close and personal. i think we had a few of his co-workers with us, i’m a little fuzzy on many details. i have pictures of that night somewhere, i want to try to dig them up.
the only real memorable kicker of the night, was taking the elevator to leave down with winona ryder. i heard her speaking behind me (i LOATHE her voice) and when i turned around, lo and behold, there she was. i remember she was shorter than i was.
oh right, i almost forgot the point of this post… my point was that i feel like not wanting to do new years in times square is another one of those ungrateful new yorker things that we often take for granted. i also think it’s sort of cliche, but also definitely impractical. i mean, what do you do if you’re hungry? or when you have to pee? it’s like a sea of people – you can’t go anywhere… you’re there FOR HOURS (i’m also highly claustrophobic, so maybe that’s why i’m all NO about it?). it just doesn’t seem like a logical thing to do.
NYE, bah humbug.