Wednesday night, after work, I met Randi for a drink at Red in the South Street Seaport. Considering the fact that it's downtown, it was ridiculously packed. Which means, basically, that there were around 10 other people there at the same time we were.

We lasted an hour down there before the neighborhood overwhelmed me and I decided we had to leave. We talked about all manner of things, and she reminded me of my favorite exchange with her at the Museum of Sex party.

Randi: Why are the Village People in this exhibit?
Me: They were a sign of the times...
Randi: Huh?
Me: An openly gay musical group...
Randi: The Village People were gay?
Me: What village did you think they were talking about? Some Native American hut? They were talking about the VILLAGE. Tell me you never put two and two together, and realized that a bunch of buff guys, dressed as a sailor, a biker, and other crap like that, singing about staying at the YMCA were supposed to be gay?
Randi: I just thought they were advertising for the Y...
Me: Jesus.

Don't get me wrong - Randi's a very smart girl (and she's single!) but sometimes she's... culturally unaware.

At the culmination of our drinks at Red, we went in a vain search for a cab. When we didn't find a cab, I suggested we take the bus instead.

Randi: The bus? I don't take buses.
Me: You're taking this bus. There are no cabs.
Randi: But I don't take the bus.
Me: Wanna bet?
Randi: How do you know where it's going?
Me: It says so on the front. It says "Harlem via First Avenue." That's where we're going. First Avenue.
Randi: Oh.

We got on the M15, targetting my neighborhood. Nina called, and I had a brief conversation with her. Randi constantly buzzing in my ear that she didn't take the bus. But she did, like a trooper.

When we got to First and First, we got off the bus (Randi even pushed the button) and went across the street to Boca Chica. Conversation hovered between careers (with such important topics as what mine should be discussed) and politics (Iraq, obviously) and other things, but those are the ones discussed for general consumption.

I don't have a smart end to this entry, so I'll just take a little bow and leave you wanting.