Wundy Weekie Endie

--Fri-- Puppets Gestalt. Incred musicos. Wundifo' Audie. Places unsought unthought. Krizon flee for the city and SnailBurr reach for stars, slouched in local diner: chixfings, zingerT's and plainbizzy w/tometome and cucizzy. OpiumCermonies wowzers but lamezers compared to CHINZERS

--Sat--tryouts fr newband www.myspace.com/erinbarra (standby for rezos). Night Ice checks out on Kross.fire6, Blabberhaus and Fireberg mount the Vue for sponto sprint to Phylodelia Pee.Ay.....

Fucky'all telling BlabFire wherewhen. We slither thru northern lizzers, conceptions and revelaylays. A party in the pits but a throwback from a throwback (80's dude visits 50's prom enacted by 2nd rate hipsters----traitor much??). Buds and brews, moves and...snooze. House band from grease three hours later: do you remember modern world ya culty dooges?

Uh oh, Ken and rando split. Lost indie in jammies and a hawaain "just tryin to smoke this JZ". Fireberg: "Wanna h-o-t-boxboxbox?". Most hectic sesh ever w cratie girlies creepin and

queh-itin. follow us...

Ben's crib for Most Best party and Most Quietist party Ever. Super ballah and chizill, tho SN9 goes to the bad place....cut to confused snail on icey sidewalk. Git up son?

Wake up Snu has dilirous breakout at quiet Berghaus. u had to be there.

--VD--Berg sprints home, Lupo delights with surprisingly unbitter Krism. Spot jonesin for further invest tho Marisatomey lookalike just doesn't understand honor.

Dinner party of a lifetime shows up DryDry in bigways. Game will/must be stepididdified. Oh, S loses car and recovers within halfhr (consies delt but mb not felt?)

Chitty Chitty's Zhen/Zhao rootine prob most beautiful dopeness ever did see in pairs figures skate (nolinkyet).

Y'all must be genios if u followed a word of that. Lovin life tho.

FIREBERG

DEVASTATING NEWS

I can't help myself but cry about the situation in Haiti. While I'm not sure if any friends or family have been hurt (there's no way of reaching them), it is so painful to me...I wanted to share this article with you guys and let you know that I am putting together a fundraiser for the cause.

http://www.miamiherald.com/582/story/1422279.html?storylink=omni_popular

Mystery Solved...

...did some facebook stalking. It appears there WERE in fact fireworks. See attached.
It really mustve been the clouds, as Dberg said.

SUNBURST 12/31/09 thru 1/3/10

Hey guys--new section of the blog where we briefly (as brief as possible) mention the various goings-ons of the Sundry.

Fourth of July Weekend:

Thursday: champagne and multifarious hor d'oeurves (courtesy of Trader Joe's) at Berg-Soho residence. Taboo, failed firework viewing, failed after hours descent into the night. Except for Flannie and Kelsie.

(See video in near-future post)

Friday Morn: Nebulous walk through Little Italy and Nolita. Delicatessan for breakfast. Mcnally bookstore. Safram and Dram start book club. Criminal Minds.

Saturday Eve: Brooklyn Museum. S.S.Cram's Pad for folllies. Workout techniques discovered. Flustered walk to "nearby" bar. Dispersion.

Sun Latenoon: Eagles at Muholland's. halftime at Foodswings. tempers and droopiness by the fire. Screenplay idea developed.

Thoughts from a Sundry on a Thursday...

So, I just ordered lunch from Seamless Web from this new place called Fusha (I'm glad I'm typing this because I'm not quite sure how one is supposed to pronounce it). For $10, I just got two sushi rolls, a salad, miso soup, and two dumplings. Upon unloading this satchel of food, I realized I had something equivalent to a modest Thanksgiving or Thanksmakawanzaa banquet - all just for lunch. Leftovers may be had tomorrow.

We should check and see if this place is open on Sundays, too...

Confessional

Kind of went ballistic when SNoodie proclaimed Kanye as one of the most influential rappers of our time...Am I out of line??

--Dan Bizzle

The Sundry Revue

What up preciouses.

Oh the rain and the miserable downtrodden drear it brings. The Sundry, however, provided psychological respite from the harrowing needles of rain this Sunday in the greatest city in the world. Perched on the atrium-esque third story of Alma, we fittingly warmed our souls, peering across the gray water to the lifeless financial district. Kyung, Spoolhouse, and De La Dreidel found themselves in good hands when a pixie alighted at our table to advise bloody marys, enchiladas, and a few other specialties of the house. Let us not soon forget the extraordinary treasure that arrived with our order of guacamole: a bowl made of volcanic rock!

Alma; 187 Columbia St., $52 for 3 ppl (drinks, entrees, plus guac-in-a-rock); recommended.

Conversations spanned from break-up analyses to New Year's prospects. The hip trio spilled into the streets where unsurprisingly, only K had adequate footwear and equipment, and she led her soggy companions to a certain humble domicile in quaint Cobble Hilly for Sex with Carrie and Miranda. Oh, how we all wished the company could continue in full; we'd light a fire, watch media of substance and laugh and laugh and laugh, but alas this could not be. When L'il Yung (Miss Social Butterfly) removed herself to the city for a Frick-ing party, two "Mad Men" debonairs were sent trooping out armed only with a google android and the hunger for cinematic amusement.

Brothers...Oh brother! "I've never walked out of a movie before!" S said to Dane while the latter grabbed his elbow and pulled him from the theater after 19 minutes. On a whimful folly, an attempt was made for redemption and get this, friends, the playahs walked away with two free passes for a future shitty court st experience :) Suddenly the evening was free again and the council of Williams summoned us via telegram. Lord only hopes that Kiss-tin was not eaten by whatever predators prey on butterflies, but we do know she had to exchange her sturdy rain boot for dinky dress shoes despite ubiquitous puddles. Hopefully we will be all together soon to give you a full Sundry experience.

'Til then -- Go Eagles!!