As Janet might say: I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed.
Walked back home on Saturday night from the soft opening party at 49 Clinton. Went right into the bathroom. Dropped my trousers in preparation for sitting down and heard a very loud ker-splash (or was it ker-splunk?) Yes, my digital camera had been in my back pocket. And yes, it was now at the bottom of the toilet. Needless to say, alcohol was involved.
This was so embarassing I didn't even tell anyone for a few days. Last night I spilled the beans at dinner. At least everyone had a good laugh.
Went up to B&H today because I really have to replace it. The press kit for the new place has to be done by tomorrow. Alex needs it for more park photos. Hannah needs it for Staten Island Yankee pictures. I took the micro drive removable storage card up with me because I thought there was a tiny chance that it might still work. Not a good chance, but at least a chance. And it's worth as much as the camera itself. I explained the situation to the guy at the counter. Not surprisingly he got a good laugh too.
"No I didn't drop it in a pool...er...I um..."
He popped the drive into a display camera, fired it up, and it works. All the pictures from Saturday are still on it. "You are lucky" he kept saying. I think about 12 times. Finally I had to say, "Can you please stop saying that?"
"O.K., but you are lucky."
The new camera is a little bit bigger and a little bit better than the last one. It's too big to fit in my pocket, but in light of how I ruined the last one that's probably not a bad idea.
Feel free to get a good laugh too.
the guy at the counter had to say you were very lucky because he had just finished telling you that there was no way it would work.
by the way, the staten island yankees should sell out tomorrow (if they ever will) because orlando "el duque" hernandez is making a rehab start for them while hes on the disabled list. meanwhile, his half brother, livan hernandez who pitches for the sf giants has an unusual streak going. hes had nine straight hits and has hits in twelve of his last thirteen at bats. for an everyday player to accomplish that feat would be incredibly rare but for a pitcher its even more astonishing.
You don't have to tell me about the S.I. Yanks. I've got all the scoops. That game is sold out. Hannah's going.
i dont find this all the least bit funny
Paris subway cars have a few spring-loaded jump seats near the doors; the first two times I sat on them the springs were busted and the seats stayed in the down position. The third time I used one, I lowered the seat and didn't bother to look to make sure it was down before I sat--and promptly landed on my ass on the floor of the car. Of course, everyone saw it, and half the Parisians in the car burst into wild, spontaneous laughter. One girl was cupping her hand over her mouth--tears were actually rolling down her cheeks. At least your pratfall occurred in the privacy of your bathroom.
That IS a classic one you'll be telling for many years to come, glad everything worked out ok with the existing pictures. The weirdest stories arise from excessive use of alcohol, must be boring for people who never drink...
Drunk or sober, everyone laughs at physical humor. Nervous laughter; oblique reference to one's own death?
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Walked back home on Saturday night from the soft opening party at 49 Clinton. Went right into the bathroom. Dropped my trousers in preparation for sitting down and heard a very loud ker-splash (or was it ker-splunk?) Yes, my digital camera had been in my back pocket. And yes, it was now at the bottom of the toilet. Needless to say, alcohol was involved.
This was so embarassing I didn't even tell anyone for a few days. Last night I spilled the beans at dinner. At least everyone had a good laugh.
Went up to B&H today because I really have to replace it. The press kit for the new place has to be done by tomorrow. Alex needs it for more park photos. Hannah needs it for Staten Island Yankee pictures. I took the micro drive removable storage card up with me because I thought there was a tiny chance that it might still work. Not a good chance, but at least a chance. And it's worth as much as the camera itself. I explained the situation to the guy at the counter. Not surprisingly he got a good laugh too.
"No I didn't drop it in a pool...er...I um..."
He popped the drive into a display camera, fired it up, and it works. All the pictures from Saturday are still on it. "You are lucky" he kept saying. I think about 12 times. Finally I had to say, "Can you please stop saying that?"
"O.K., but you are lucky."
The new camera is a little bit bigger and a little bit better than the last one. It's too big to fit in my pocket, but in light of how I ruined the last one that's probably not a bad idea.
Feel free to get a good laugh too.
- jim 8-15-2001 9:25 pm
the guy at the counter had to say you were very lucky because he had just finished telling you that there was no way it would work.
by the way, the staten island yankees should sell out tomorrow (if they ever will) because orlando "el duque" hernandez is making a rehab start for them while hes on the disabled list. meanwhile, his half brother, livan hernandez who pitches for the sf giants has an unusual streak going. hes had nine straight hits and has hits in twelve of his last thirteen at bats. for an everyday player to accomplish that feat would be incredibly rare but for a pitcher its even more astonishing.
- dave 8-15-2001 9:46 pm
You don't have to tell me about the S.I. Yanks. I've got all the scoops. That game is sold out. Hannah's going.
- jim 8-16-2001 1:10 am
i dont find this all the least bit funny
- Skinny 8-16-2001 4:16 am
Paris subway cars have a few spring-loaded jump seats near the doors; the first two times I sat on them the springs were busted and the seats stayed in the down position. The third time I used one, I lowered the seat and didn't bother to look to make sure it was down before I sat--and promptly landed on my ass on the floor of the car. Of course, everyone saw it, and half the Parisians in the car burst into wild, spontaneous laughter. One girl was cupping her hand over her mouth--tears were actually rolling down her cheeks. At least your pratfall occurred in the privacy of your bathroom.
- tom moody 8-16-2001 7:47 am
That IS a classic one you'll be telling for many years to come, glad everything worked out ok with the existing pictures. The weirdest stories arise from excessive use of alcohol, must be boring for people who never drink...
- ted 8-16-2001 2:20 pm
Drunk or sober, everyone laughs at physical humor. Nervous laughter; oblique reference to one's own death?
- alex 8-16-2001 6:23 pm