1st bombing in iraq
staying overnight at albert's
worked at USA Network, 1230 6th Ave.
went out to rawhide.
the diary mentions a lot of willie. i can't put a face to the guy, but i obviously liked him. staying overnight at his house, and inviting him out to dinner. this was more than a simple jump in the hay with this guy. and i still can't put a face to him. oh well. rawhide was the neighborhood bar in chelsea, in manhattan. i went there the first day it opened, and had made it my home bar for a number of years. i probably spent enough in there to fund an army. the bartenders always had a jack and a splash with a twist.
but i remember hearing about the bombing walking up 8th avenue in the early evening, wondering to myself just how far this war was going to go. never would i have dreamt that fifteen years later the whole country would be consumed with iraq. but enough politics. back to my life.