Do you ever have one of those nights where you wake up the next morning and think, "Wow, did that really happen?" Well right now is one of those mornings and last night was one of those very strange nights. It all started out innocently enough. After a long day at work I joined my friend Nicole to see this play at this wonderful place. After the show we grabbed dinner and waited for the two other Es to call from the play they had gone to see to meet up for drinks. Well, when they finally did call Nicole decided to head home as it was already eleven o'clock and I hopped a train to meet them over in Chelsea. When I arrived, they already had a glass of beer poured for me from the communal pitcher (good friends indeed!) and so began the second phase of my eveneing.

Now here is where things start to get weird. After the second pitcher I notice someone famous walk into the bar. The famous person in question was a certain funny man from a certain Saturday night television show. Seeing as how the three of us had already managed to plow through two pictures, one of the Es decided that it was a good time to go up to Horatio and ask for a picture (because I always have my camera.) He very graciously says yes and wanders (read, stumbles drunkenly) over to our table. Now what unfolded over roughly the next two hours seems a bit wacky to me. To give exact details would be to overload the blog system but the short and sweet oddity of it all is captured in a photo that, if you are nice, I might let you see. The photo is innocent enought but if pictures could talk this one would say something akin to the following:

Horatio: What are three beautifal women doing sitting all alone in the back of a bar on a Saturday night?
Three Es: ...giggles...
Horatio: So you ladies from the city
Three Es: ...grad students...you really don't mind if we take a picture...
Horatio: No man, why don't you come and sit on my lap...(he says to the littlest E)
**Photo snap**
Horatio: Man, I'm never washing that leg again!
Three Es: ...more giggles...
Littlest E (an actress): So, I really admire your work...
Horatio: Thanks...I slept my way to the top really...with all the right people...
Three Es: ...nervous laghter...
Horatio: ...any boyfriends?
Three E's: giggles and nos
Horatio: So you laides looking to get laid tonight? ( in a completely serious tone!)
Three E's: ...stunned expressions and awkward silence...followed by nervous giggles...
Horatio: (after realizing the line had been crossed)...okay, well let me go find you ladies some sexy men...
**Exit stage left**

Seriously, odd right? We spent the next few hours plowing through two more pictures and trying to analyze the craziness of our run-in with celebrity. By the time we left the bar at about four o'clock we weren't even sure if we should be offended or just amazed at his extreme lack of tact and obvious supply of celebrity testosterone. All I know is that after only about four hours of sleep in a shared twin bed, the first thing that I wanted to do today is share my wacky evening with you guys...now that is love!