{"id":10167,"date":"2004-05-15T18:14:26","date_gmt":"2004-05-15T18:14:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/samhilliard.com\/wordpress?p=10167"},"modified":"2004-05-15T18:14:26","modified_gmt":"2004-05-15T18:14:26","slug":"ouch","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/2004\/05\/15\/ouch\/","title":{"rendered":"Ouch"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A relative celebrated her birthday in the city ( the city being NYC ) last night and the entire affair was one long Twilight Zone moment.  Things happen in the city that just don&#8217;t anywhere else.<\/p>\n<p>The story begins at the Sweet and Vicious bar, which is, well I don&#8217;t really know where it is.  Somewhere near Spring Street. Don&#8217;t quote me on that. It had a small outdoor lounge with benches and a trace of greenery and they allowed smoking until 11 pm and the waitress kept bringing Corona long necks with lime wedges.  I&#8217;m pretty sure I paid for them.  In the corner of the outdoor lounge there was a painter&#8217;s ladder that led to nowhere.<\/p>\n<p>Next thing I know it&#8217;s 2am we&#8217;re eating brick oven pizza and listening to a man roughly 109 years old playing a glass top piano.  As he pumped the ivory keys, a black cat rolled around on top grooving to Frank Sinatra and an upright bass.  There was a line of about 9 girls waiting to pat the all black kitty with yellow eyes. 9 girls and me.<\/p>\n<p>Flash ahead to 3:30 AM.  For some reason I&#8217;m arguing with someone about the value of public education on the PATH train. <\/p>\n<p>Now it&#8217;s 6PM the next day, and my head just stopped feeling like a crushed pineapple smoothie.<\/p>\n<p>I should&#8217;ve stopped at the 3rd Corona.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A relative celebrated her birthday in the city ( the city being NYC ) last night and the entire affair was one long Twilight Zone moment. Things happen in the city that just don&#8217;t anywhere else. The story begins at the Sweet and Vicious bar, which is, well I don&#8217;t really know where it is. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[14],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10167","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-humor"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10167","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10167"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10167\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10167"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10167"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10167"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}