How to Pivot on a Thursday Night
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Lizzie: It’s getting hot out there, huh? The weather, the housing market, the trend of eating eggplant parm while wearing a claw clip. Everything costs $32, my lease is up in two weeks, and my landlord won’t respond to any texts or emails. Better get out and let off some steam before we boil over.
Cut to: a recent Thursday night, looking for something to do. Maybe a potentially unsettling eat-while-singing restaurant in Williamsburg? A poker night? A play we’ve been thinking about buying tickets for, but haven’t bought tickets for? Any of these things could potentially be newsletter-worthy; the problem is, you never know until you go.
We landed on going to the opening night of “The Patriot,” a group art show at O’Flaherty’s on Avenue C. The gallery had posted an open call in June allowing anyone to show work, provided they could get it to the gallery somehow. (“If it can hang on the wall, we will show it”). Apparently hundreds of people had submitted work, and now we had the chance to see it, if we could just get inside the building.
It sure is steaming. My air conditioner is leaking onto the floor as I write this—my super will deal with it as soon as he is done taking several phone calls inside my closet. I have a
