Wednesday, March 18, 2009


Oy vey! Last Wednesday's Hey, Man Haman!, our Good Times purim party at Eastern Bloc was rowdier than a wholesale jewish shopping frenzy. As was our wild winter barbecue on Sunday and last night's hair metal Boy Box debut at G Lounge. But since we only photo-ed for purim, I only these delicious treats to share:

Joshua (right) and friend probably weren't in the know that Purim is the jewish version of Halloween (whatever that means - my hebrew school teacher told me that).

A circuit lady, getting her lick on as practice for the upcoming Black Party, the circuit of all nyc circuits.

Okay, okay, so nobody really takes the whole halloween-on-Purim thing seriously. I guess skinny jeans and tshirts sort of a cotume of their own anyways.


Bada bing, bada BOOM! You can cover my eyes all you'd like.

Speaking of eyes, his are about to pop out of his head in excitement for the new Yeah Yeah Yeahs album. It's that good. I bet that's why headphones boy is carrying around his own music instead of listening to mine.

Eagerly anticipating Manischewitz and some Klezmer music.

The man of the hour and Purim party co-host Benji (with plate) baked the yummiest hamantaschen cookies EVER! I actually had to hide a bunch in the DJ booth so they wouldn't disappear in .2 seconds.

My other favorite jewess and co-host Eric, who brought graggers and masks and his big jew nose for all of us to enjoy over the course of the evening.

Tony (center) was DYING for a hamantaschen. Like, kept asking where they were and when they'd be arriving. He wasn't disappointed either.

Say hey for haman, ladies! Haman is like, the bad guy in the unexciting biblical story of purim. But what's fun is that when you hear his name, you are supposed to make loud, angry noises, hence the graggers, aka noisemakers or clapping machines, as seen here.

Did someone say Sparber is spinning in the main room at the Skinny this week (with Cazwell)? I think yes.

Good Times or Coach bag advertisement?

The handsomeness that is Petey (left) came rolling through with a friend, both dressed in snazzy spring-is-almost-here coats.

Charlie (center) says yes we can to bringing Betty Boo back into heavy rotation.

I'm not exactly sure which Purim character that mask represents but its a white guy wearing a blue turban. How does that work?

Thank you Tim and Diana, for being the most wonderful Manischewitz shot girl ever! Diana and Tim actually told patrons that they had to drink Manischewitz or else they were holocaust deniers. Ummmm, not my instructions you guys.

King Ahasuerus, Queen Esther (center) and evil evil Andy Starkweather (right). I mean Haman. (cue the graggers.)

Christian, Greg and Greg (from left), high on poppy-filled hamantaschen. Actually, Benji baked prune and apricot hamantaschen, which is standard fare for American jews and my fave. I think Israelis like poppy hamantaschen.

ANDY (left) AND ERICK BRING DA JEW BLING! These two (and Duane) win the award for most festive for making the most incredible jew necklaces (a star of david menorah and money) everrrrrrr!!!

She looks like Perry Farrell in the making and I am loving her for that.

Purim isn't one of those holidays that you receive presents on, but if it was, I'd cross my fingers and hope for Kevin (left, with John) wrapped with a pink bow on top.

I've said it before and I'll say it again: who says you have to have a beard to come party at Good Times? (but it does help.)

Duane and Andy, giving nomadic kosher purim realness!

Danny, David and Christian (from left) decided to dress as flat-brimmed homothugs for Purim, which also went over quite well.

Faris, now under new management.

Kevin, James and Gary, with their rent-a-jew-mom for the evening, who will come out to bars and clubs with you and nag you about all the chores you left unfinished at home.

Medo (left) and Tony, doing some King Ashasuerus and Vashti (the king's wife, who also happens to have the best name ever) role playing.

Roberto (left, with Chris), who once tried to pass himself off as an Italian but is really a big jew (albeit, an Italian jew, meaning his mom must be twice as intense) from Astoria.

Black Party ain't till next week guys! But if you do go out Saturday night and are still rolling by 10pm Sunday, come to Love Hangover, the monthly disco thing me, Gant and Linda Simpson do. It'll be fabu.

Barrett (right) is about as non-jewish as it gets. I mean, his name is Barrett and that's why we love him.

Speaking of love, I'll take the one on the right, minus the engagement ring on his finger.

Yes, kids, the hamantaschen were THAT good. Maybe we need to commission Benji to bake them for other jewish holidays. Like Tu Bishvat, the festival of trees, with tree fruits (such as prunes and apricots. Hint hint).

Purim some sugah on me. In the name of love!

On the count of three, say meshugana!


Rich King really makes the prettiest jew of 'em all. We hear that his Tuesday set at Macoco this week was off the chart so we can't wait to hear what he'll turn out at the black party VIP room.

Did I mention that we were very very crowded?

We hear that Anddy (right) is leaving the sunny shores of New York for the windy city of Chicago. We are very heartbroken over this and hoping it is just a rumor.

Go-go boys of Eastern Bloc past Chris (right) and Darren (center), with yours truly. Jimmy was back in town this week so I finally got to do a little schmoozing and boozing of my own.

Apparently, Jimmy (left, attacking Kyle) did a little boozing too.

DON'T FORGET TO BRING AN ID, FOLKS! Doorman Scotty is none too please when I have to go vouch for adorable young gingers such as Patrick (right).

Say what? No Passover party? Well Passover is like, next week. Okay, it's in two weeks. Maybe I'll bring in some matzah if you promise not to make a huge mess like we did last year when I kept cracking it over everyone's head.


Thank you to Gabriel (left) and Sammy (now a blonde!) for helming the bar while Darren was off in Berlin with hot german muscle daddies, working on some DJ gigs for us in June.

Art school students, keeping it real as the party winds down, if you couldn't tell by the toilet paper debris (???)

Thanks for jewing out with your lovely Good Times crew, Jimmy (left), Kelvira and myself. Jimmy will actually be stepping back and only DJing once a month, which means more guests and surprises, like this super secret rock star DJ duo who we're having March 25. You're gonna gag!

1 comment:

Jay said...

Looks like i missed a hot party!