"Do you even remember the Eighties?" Warren asks me. We're watching a recent episode of "The Americans" from our DVR.

"I have some vague memories of the 1988 presidential election. I remember thinking Gary Hart was really dreamy."

"You weren't the only one, unfortunately." I smile and adjust under his arm for a closer snuggle. "You really think ( Read more... )

I'm nervous.

It's Sunday evening, the first time I've been scheduled to work a shift with Todd managing the Bar since the incident at the end of February that upset me so much. As part of the deal we worked out with Lanie and Victor, the owners, there were things Todd had to do before we'd work a shift again, and he's taken care of that ( Read more... )

I arise late this morning from a vaguely pleasant dream about Jason Giambi... maybe brought on by seeing his home run during yesterday's game against Cleveland. Of course most people won't remember his homer, instead remembering A-Rod's record tenth homer in fourteen games, a three-run walk-off that completed a huge comeback win. They'd started ( Read more... )

I'm sitting on the Comfy Couch in our living room, at the outside end of the short part of the "L" the couch forms. At the far end of the long part of the "L" sits Jason Giambi, his cap pulled down, his arms crossed, staring at the television. We're watching a movie I've never heard of, with actors I don't know. In between Jason and me, on the ( Read more... )

Halloween is one of the craziest days of the year, every year. It's not just that people like to dress up, it's that when the annual Village Halloween Parade wraps up at 21st Street, every bar south of 72nd Street fills up with crazy people looking to keep their drunk on, dressed up (or down) in wonderfully insane costumes. It's an exhausting, ( Read more... )

I hope everybody enjoyed the long weekend! For readers who don't live in the United States: Labor Day supposedly celebrates workers of all kinds, but originally it was a political nod to socialists. There's a small movement afoot, here and there, to eliminate Labor Day and make our Election Day a national holiday instead, so that more people will ( Read more... )

Part I: Jason

Barmaid Blog reader Heather from Canada sent me this e-mail in reference to the sex dreams I've been having about Jason Giambi:

I was reading Cosmopolitan magazine (September 2006) edition and it has a feature on what your dreams mean. One scenario is ( Read more... )

I'm overwhelmed again! I swore when I started this blog that I would try not to hold anything back, but I have to admit that I was genuinely worried about last night's post, The Peter Principle. I'm not used to telling two thousand people the details of my private life, and I wasn't sure how it would go over ( Read more... )

Well, I'm a little embarrassed to be announcing this to a couple thousand people, but I had another really good sex dream about Jason Giambi last night. I'm hoping that means he'll hit career grand slam #12 tonight against Texas. I guess we'll see...

Last night, there was a pretty good crowd at the Bar to watch the Yankees night game, as usual. The boys in pinstripes did their jobs well, and came away with a 5-1 win over the Tampa Bay Devil Rays ( Read more... )