No Kevin Bacon
You remember the scene in Sleepers when they shoot Kevin Bacon? Well last night Mrs.C and I met ADT’s Steph and Drew at McHale’s, along with a couple of other ADT regulars Skronker, Jeff and Bill. Steph and Drew are staying at our place in the city, which meant I didn’t have to pay for my burbon shots (thanks Steph!)
Anyway, about halfway into the evening Skronker says he has to get up and go talk to Brandon Iron and Jamie Gillis. Huh? What? Yeah, Brandon Iron, Jamie Gillis and assorted other porn people are in the back room, and Shronk wants to go schmooze a little. Skronker disappears into the back room while Mrs. C., Steph and I continue to gossip about ADT.
A little while later Brandon comes by the table. We’ve never met in person before, but know each other a little from ADT. I notice Brandon’s Canadian accent and we start talking about (abooout) Canada and nice places we’ve visited. Brandon’s got a slender blonde date who looks all of nineteen. She looks simultaniously bored and intimidated by the grup-talk. Finally Brandon asks if there’s anywhere he can take his date to have some fun. What do people who get paid to perform sex do for fun? Skronker points them to Carolines, I point them to Sound Factory. This seems to be satisfactory; Brandon and his date don’t seem to be looking for a chocolate pudding covered orgy, which is good because I wouldn’t have the first clue as to where you’d find one in NYC.
Steph buys me another burbon and the gossip/shop talk continues. Steph is very funny and very bright, and I feel like I should be talking notes. We swap fantasies about escaping to points East and North. It’s getting late (for me and Mrs.C), so we say our goodbyes. I think the rest of them were just getting started. (After all, this is the city that never sleeps, right?)
There were no shootings, and no Kevin Bacon sightings.
-T.C.
