Look, part of having a high-profile website is getting invited to (trade) magazine parties in (Kingston) New York. So before the email starts flowing in about selling out, just remember that, yes, we've always said we wouldn't start going to magazine parties just because we can, but you know what? I, for one, am not above enjoying some of the rewards of this work. So last night the ReallySmallTalk.com crew rolled into the Retail Showroom Construction Magazine (pre-fashion week) party, and it was everything we've come to expect from RSCM monthly.
Was that Parker Posey standing by the bar on the left if you arrived at around 7:30? No, it was not. She she was 40-60 or so pounds heavier, with short red hair, and whooping cough.
We weren't there five minutes and who should we bump into? That's right, independent contractor Steve Parring who had just wrapped a huge drop-ceiling job for Amcor Armored Vans' southwestern retail division. He was drunker than a poet who had just won an insurance settlement!
The best part of last night's bash was realizing that everyone in our little group is finally at an age where small town aging jocks and those can-do, go-getter type of alpha males don't call us "faggot" anymore when we show up somewhere. And sometimes that's good enough for us. Frankly, realizing this made me feel great! I could've partied (soft drinks only, gave up the drinking years ago) all night.
--DK
