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Repeal Day 2009

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Repeal Day 2009

For other thoughts on Repeal Day, check out Jeffrey Morgenthaler’s blog entry on Repeal Day.

Or this Wall Street Journal article from last year.

If you’ve got Repeal Day plans, or no a place in New York City that has something planned, please let us know at 6th Floor Blog and we’ll edit this post with it.

Please retweet or post this to Facebook.  Spread the Repeal Day word!

From Pictures

Repeal Day is here.  Saturday.  The next biggest drinking holiday ever.   The day we celebrate our innate right to get completely wasted as protected by the constitution of the United States of America.” Scott preaches.

Where are we going to go? Out? Stay in? Make moonshine in the tub?” Sara asks.

No moonshine in the girls’ tub, thanks.”  Tabitha says.

You could use ours.” Scott says.

I don’t trust ever getting your tub clean.  I’m afraid I’ll catch swine flu just looking at it.” Ann says.

Oh, it’s not that bad.  Besides, the alcohol will kill the germs.”  Frank says.

We’ll just go out.  Beer place? The Ginger Man?” Sara suggests.

What about one of those speakeasy places?  Really get into the theme of the day.  Milk and Honey, or that Crif Dogs place..PDT.”  Billy suggests.

I don’t know if I feel like drinking high quality martinis.  They’re too strong for me.” Ann complains.

And too expensive.  Way too expensive.”  Tabitha adds.

Do we want to just stick to local then, go to Catalina’s?” Frank asks.

Boo! No Catalina’s.  Gotta do something special.” Scott insists.

There’s this other bar that I’ve heard of, that’s supposed to be good with craft beers, and regular alcohol as well.  Rattle N Hum. It’s in midtown.”  Sara suggests.

Arr! Be it a pirate bar?” Billy asks.

Ahoy Matey!  Me will bring me eyepatch!” Scott says.

I don’t think it’s a pirate bar..I don’t know what it’s named for though, so maybe.  I’ve never been there.  But I’m not associating with you if you’re wearing an eye patch and talking like a pirate.”  Sara says.

Party pooper.” Billy says.

Girls don’t really go for the pirate thing anyway.  You’re better off.”  Ann says.

She’s got a point there.”  Scott agrees.

So, we’re agreed?  Rattle N Hum Saturday night for Repeal Day?  Good.  I’ve got to go now, I’m working tonight.”  Ann says, going to her room to get ready.

Now that we’ve settled that, lets watch the Nets try to set records for suckiness.” Frank says, turning on the tv.

December 3rd, 2009 by Ann in 6th Floor, Drinking
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6th Floor Turkey Discussion

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Thanksgiving is Coming

All six of the 6th Floor Gang are out to dinner, It’s Sunday night, and they’re discussing the short week and Thanksgiving.

From Pictures

Are we all staying here again this year? Or are some of you escaping to your families?” Ann asks.

I haven’t actually decided yet. My parents invited me home, but I’m feeling lazy about making the trip.” Tabitha says.

My parents stopped doing holidays years ago.” Billy says.

Likewise. Now they just use the four day weekend for vacations. I think they’re leaving for San Diego Tuesday night.” Scott says.

My brother John was going to come to New York with my sister, who’s never been to New York, but he couldn’t really take off of work to get here, and it’s a bit expensive. So I’ll be around.” Frank says.

My family is actually celebrating on Saturday. So I’ll be free Thursday.” Sara says.

Celebrating Saturday? That’s..just..wrong.” Frank admonishes.

Yeah, everyone knows you can only be thankful on Thanksgiving. After that you’re required to go back to being a selfish, cruel American.” Billy says.

Especially in New York.” Frank adds.

Are we getting our party on Wednesday night?” Scott asks, hopefully.

Actually..while I’ll be here for Thanksgiving, and even would be willing to cook a bird, I’m going home to Long Island Wednesday night.” Ann says.

Long Island? Why would you do something like that?” Scott asks, confused.

Couple of high school friends are getting together to go out. And you always run into other old high school friends at bars in our home town.” Ann explains.

Boo! Tell them to come to Manhattan. You don’t really want to go to a trashy Long Island townie bar to run into classmates you hated when you were in school and probably still hate now do you?” Scott asks.

We flipped a coin, and it was decided I would come there instead of the three of them coming here. I’ll just crash at my parents place, but I’ll be back in the morning.” Ann says.

If you can stay vertical enough to board a train anyway.” Billy says.

I doubt I’ll drink that much that I’m hungover until dinner…” Ann says.

Then you’re doing it wrong.” Sara says.

How about you come with me and show me how it’s done then? My parents have an extra bed you could crash on..” Ann invites.

You’re on!” Sara says.

Hey now, you’re inviting her but not us?” Scott complains.

Girls only. Sorry.” Ann says, sticking out her tongue.

Tab? Want to come as well?” Ann asks.

No thanks. I’ll just stay here, maybe I’ll bake a pie or something.” Tabitha says.

Guess it’s just us guys here in Manhattan.” Scott notes.

We don’t need no stinkin’ girls anyway.” Billy says.

November 23rd, 2009 by Ann in 6th Floor, Drinking, food
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Date Me, Stalk Me

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Sara, Frank, and Scott.

Subject: Date Me

Scott and Frank enter the apartment, it’s noon on Monday, and Sara is lounging on the couch with her laptop, which is named Xerses.

Sara! I see you’re very busy playing bejeweled blitz but we’re planning to go to that new bar that opened to watch the game tonight. You will join us.” Scott commands.

You sure they’ll have the Islanders on?” Sara asks.

I told you she didn’t want to watch the World Series.” Frank says to Scott.

Come on! You need to get out of the house anyway.” Scott says.

I am getting out. I actually have a date tonight.” Sara says.

Ooooh, who’s the lucky guy?” Frank asks.

Forget it. I’m not telling you anything.” Sara says, turning back to bejeweled.

Shouldn’t you be studying?” Scott asks.

Studying? For my date?” Sara asks, confused.

I always study for my dates. You gotta look ‘em up, find out what they like. Google them!” Scott says.

From Pictures

You’re crazy. If you find out everything about a girl you’re going to date, what do you talk about at the date?” Sara asks.

Oh, I don’t tell her that I Googled her. She might think I’m creepy.” Scott says.

It’s not a bad plan. It helps you steer the conversation in a proper fashion. Like if you Googled this guy and found out he’s a Yankees fan, you wouldn’t bring up baseball or the World Series because your Mets sucked this year.” Frank explains.

Actually, that does make a lot of sense…and you just wait until next year with the Mets.” Sara says.

Here, let me help you. I’m an expert on finding info on people.” Scott says, taking the laptop from Sara. “What’s this guy’s name?”

November 3rd, 2009 by Frank in 6th Floor, baseball, life, love
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Fibonacci Betting System

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Sara, Frank, and Scott.

Subject: Scott Gambled

Note: Scott was in California for an old friend’s wedding last week.

Hey Scott, haven’t talked to you since you got back. How was the wedding?” Sara asks, after ordering a drink from Scott at Starbucks.

It was great. Lovely wedding, great vacation, lots of drinking..” Scott says.

Sara walks back over to her seat, and to Frank.

That’s a colorful drink.” Frank comments.

From Pictures

It’s a passion iced tea lemonade.” Sara responds.

No coffee? Hmm..” Frank ponders.

I had a ton before we left. Figured I’d get something cool and refreshing.” Sara explains.

Scott comes over to the table. “Yeah, the wedding was great. We partied for hours. The hotel we all stayed at was actually a casino, so I lost plenty of money as well. You play roulette ever Frank? Or just stick to poker?” Scott asks.

From Pictures

Mostly poker, but I’ve played my fair share of roulette.” Frank says.

Roulette’s one of my favorites.” Sara says.

Any tips?” Scott asks.

Roulette is strictly luck. Some people will argue differently, but really it’s just luck.” Frank says.

There are betting schemes and philosophies that you can use, even with luck though. I like to play around with the Fibonacci betting system.” Sara says.

That’s because you’re a math nerd.” Frank says.

Fibonacci? That was one of those math guys, like Pi or something? How’s it work?” Scott asks.

Fibonacci sequence is 1 1 2 3 5 8 13… you add the last two numbers to get the next number. In roulette you bet the next number every time you lose, and when you win you take off the last two numbers. So If you’re up to betting 3, and lose, you bet 5. if you win on 5, you bet 2 next time. It’s not perfect, it’s just a way to bet to try to recoup your losses.” Sara explains.

There are ways to exploit luck, but that’s why they have betting maximums. If you keep betting double or nothing on losses, eventually luck will fall in your favor and you’ll break even. The betting cap keeps you from doing that indefinitely though.” Frank says.

I don’t have enough money to get up that high anyway.” Scott says.

It depends why you’re gambling. I like to keep it simple, not bet too much, and spread my chips out on the table. I don’t win as much, but I stay alive longer because there is more of a chance of winning something. This way I can stay at the table and hang out without suddenly being down hundreds of dollars.” Sara says.

That’s a great way to drink for free as well.” Frank says.

Oh yes, I got my fair share of free booze on this trip. Not my money’s worth for sure, but not for lack of trying.” Scott says.

We would expect nothing less of you. Shouldn’t you be working?” Sara asks.

Oh, right, I came out here to change the milks.” Scott trots off.

Now I feel like playing roulette.” Frank muses.

September 22nd, 2009 by Sara in 6th Floor
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Giving In to Autumn

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy

Subject: Maybe It’s Fall After All

I give in. It’s fall.” Frank says.

What made you give in? The couple of cold days we’ve had?” Tabitha asks.

It’s hasn’t really been that cold.” Billy says.

Well, it’s fall, not winter. It certainly hasn’t been summer weather.” Tabitha says.

I know what convinced him.” Sara, who is sitting on the couch next to Frank watching tv, says. “Sam Adams has a new harvest mix out.

From Pictures

Have we really decided to tell the seasons by beer?” Ann asks.

That sounds like us.” Billy says.

Does Sam Adams have a spring ale, or are we going to be stuck in Winter until they release the summer pack?” Tabitha asks.

I don’t think they do.” Sara says.

I vaguely remember a spring ale, but no spring variety pack.” Frank says.

They’re releasing lots of packs lately. Maybe this year will be a first.” Sara says.

Or winter can last longer. I really like Old Fezziwig Ale anyway.” Ann says.

From Pictures

Fezziwig is a slang term used throughout America’s heartland meaning ‘man who gets very drunk at Christmas’. The term is believed to have originated in Wichita, Kansas.” Sara recites from her laptop.

Wikipedia?” Tabitha asks.

Yeah. Apparently Old Fezziwig is a Dickens character from A Christmas Carol. He’s a jolly fat man basically the opposite of Scrooge.” Sara says.

Seems fitting.” Frank says.

Lets compromise. It’s not officially fall until Frank brings home one of these harvest variety packs.” Billy says.

Sounds fair. I want to try to Dunkelweizen.” Sara says.

I’ve always enjoyed the Octoberfest myself.” Billy says.

I like the Cherry Wheat.” Tabitha says, looking over Sara’s shoulder to see which beers it contains.

It’s settled then.” Frank says, grabbing his keys and wallet and heading for the door. “I’ll be back in a bit.”

We’re not going anywhere.” Ann answers.

Nope. Hurry back though. Now I’m thirsty.” Sara says.

September 14th, 2009 by Ann in 6th Floor, Beer, Drinking
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Craft Beer Week in NYC

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy.

Subject: Craft Beer Week

Where’s Scott? I feel like I haven’t seen him in a couple of days.” Frank asks.

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From Pictures

Scott’s been in California for an old high school friend’s wedding since Wednesday. He’ll be back Thursday. Which you’d know if you were ever awake during normal hours.” Tabitha replies.

It’s 2:30! How is that not a normal hour?” Frank asks.

He does have a point.” Sara says.

I play poker, just assume I’m on pacific time. Like Vegas.” Frank explains.

Couldn’t you be on Atlantic City time? Match us a little better?” Tabitha asks.

Stop knocking my sleep patterns. Anyway, Scott’s gonna miss Craft Beer Week.” Frank says.

I’d forgotten about that. I’m in.” Sara says.

Is it that pay one price drink all evening thing we did last year?” Ann asks.

Actually, that’s not until June. This is different. There are a bunch of different events, but the one I’m excited about is 60 different cask ales across three bars this weekend.” Frank says.

Actually, we missed one Labor Day weekend. I don’t know what’s wrong with us.” Sara says.

We did? Doh.. Anyway, There are some walking tours and food pairings during the week, but I think the cask beer is the best event. Who wants to come?” Frank says.

I’ll do it. Cask beers are always so interesting.” Sara says, raising her hand.

Nah, too expensive for me. I don’t appreciate beer the way you guys do. Give me a simple Corona and I’m happy.” Tabitha declines.

I’ll come. I had plans tomorrow but they fell through. Might as well do something.” Ann says.

Billy?” Frank asks.

Billy, who’d been half dozing on the couch the entire time looks up at Frank. “That’s fine. Buy me a ticket and I’ll pay you tomorrow.” Billy says, closing his eyes again.

What’s with Rip Van Winkle over there?” Frank asks.

He worked a really early shift this morning. Just got home a little while ago but didn’t want to nap before we get dinner. We’re going out to that Mexican place remember?” Tabitha explains.

Oh. Right.” Frank says.

What would you do without me to explain things to you?” Tabitha asks.

I’d probably just order Chinese.” Frank retorts.

Mexican is better than Chinese-American food any day.” Ann says.

Billy gives a silent thumbs up from the couch.


September 11th, 2009 by Ann in 6th Floor, Beer, Drinking
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Return from Atlantic City

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank and Scott.

Subject: Black 20

It’s Saturday evening and Ann, Tabitha and Scott are hanging out in the kitchen when the door opens and Sara and Frank stroll in, looking completely exhausted.

Aww, you’re not the pizza guy!” Scott grumbles.

Back from Atlantic City? I thought you guys weren’t staying.” Ann says.

We changed our minds. It was a crazy night.” Frank explains.

Maybe we should’ve come back last night.” Sara muses.

Maybe, but then we wouldn’t have a story to tell.”

Gaffigan was funny. That would’ve been enough wouldn’t it have been?”

Come on! You’ve never seen a roulette dealer put the marker down on the wrong number before. New experiences are always good.”

From Pictures

He put it on the wrong number? Did you catch it in time? Did you have to wait for them to go to the video?” Scott asks.

She’d cleared all the chips and started paying out on the wrong number. The pit boss just kinda took our word for it about where we had chips.”

Wow. So you played roulette…did you win?” Ann asks.

I only..” Sara is cut off by the knock at the door. This time it’s the pizza guy Scott was expecting. Scott pays him and brings the pizza to the table. “I only lost $10 playing roulette, and I played a while. I did win $40 playing video poker though. That almost paid for my half of the hotel.”

From Pictures

What’d you play Frank? Or do I even need to ask?”

I did hang out with Sara at the roulette wheel for a while, but I didn’t do that well. Afterwards I went to play poker, where I did much better.”

I did get to bed at a semi-reasonable 3am. I don’t think Frank showed up until 5.”

I was having a good run, and I didn’t want to quit. It wouldn’t be so bad if we hadn’t already said we’d meet Brett for breakfast at 10am.”

Yeah, that’s what made it really brutal. If we’d slept until noon I probably wouldn’t feel this worn out.”

Then we’d have missed the hungover bachelorette party.”

From Pictures

Bachelorette party?” Scott asks, between bites of pizza.

Completely hungover group of girls that looked like they’d barely rolled out of bed.”

Why did they? They probably should’ve slept it off.” Tabitha asks.

Hair of the dog.” Sara explains.

Nice.”

They were all sitting at the bar drinking bloody marys. They were still there when we left the buffet.”

This time drinking miniature bottles of champagne.”

From Pictures

Sounds like they had a fun weekend. If I ever get married, you better throw me a killer party.” Ann says.

Ditto.”


August 19th, 2009 by Ann in 6th Floor, Drinking
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6th Floor Romances

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Tabitha, Frank

Subject: Romantic Updates

From Pictures

Frank meanders out of his room to find Tabitha lounging on the couch watching tv.

Hey, You’re not usually home during the day are you?” Frank asks.

Not regularly. They cut my secretary hours at work a bit. I was only doing 30, but now I’m doing 25. Rough times I guess.” Tabitha says.

Bummer. Well, you want to eat?” asks Frank.

It’s about that time. Yes. Pizza?” Tabitha suggests.

Nah. In more of a Mexican mood. “ Frank responds.

I approve. Let me just grab my coat.”

Coat?” Frank asks, “It’s summer and hot as hell out there!”

Except in restaurants, where they tend to overdo the air conditioning.” Tabitha says, heading for the door.

They walk down the stairs and down the block to the restaurant. There was only one table left, a two person table outside.

Frank sits down and looks around. “You’re right Tabitha, this air conditioning is unbearable!”

Oh, shut up.” Tabitha replies, putting her coat on the back of her chair.

Margarita please. On the rocks.” Frank orders.

Not a bit early for margaritas?”

It’s lunch time. It’s Mexican. You’re not going to let me drink alone right?”

Tabitha starts to object, and then thinks better of it. “Sure, I’ll have a frozen strawberry one.” Tabitha says to the waiter.

Waiter: “Coming right up.”

So how’s Rose these days?” Tabitha asks.

Oh, umm..we broke up a couple of weeks ago.” Frank says.

Oh, sorry. I wondered why you didn’t seem to be going out as much. So no one new yet?”

The margaritas come, and they order food. “No, not right now. Dating someone is a lot of work. I notice you haven’t been dating anyone in a while.”

Working at that IT place all I meet are geeky guys that want to talk about Star Wars or routers or whatever.”

Maybe you should introduce them to Sara?”

Sara doesn’t like geeky guys. She says they always are trying to one-up her with technical jargon to prove they aren’t out-geeked by a girl.”

That’s..sad. These guys have enough trouble finding women and they chase away the only ones with similar interests?” Frank rolls his eyes.

They don’t called it socially awkward for nothing.”

Ann just started dating someone new right? Rick..Ray..something with an R..”

Robert. I think they’ve only gone out twice so far.”

Doesn’t count until at least three in my book.”

I’m not sure she cares whether you think it counts or not.”

She better care!” Frank does his evil overlord laugh.

Tabitha quirks her eyebrow at Frank. “Oh, drink your margarita and stop your silly laugh.”

They finish their food, pay, and leave. No more evil laughter occurs during lunch.

August 3rd, 2009 by Tabitha in 6th Floor, Drinking, life, love
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Summer’s Scent

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Tabitha, Frank, and Scott.

Subject: Smells like Summer

Tabitha, Ann, Scott and Frank are in Starbucks at lunch time.

At least it’s finally warm.”

Summer has finally arrived, yes.”

Still raining though. Still raining..”

*Jun 20 - 00:05*

I’d rather go back to winter. You can always tell it’s summer by the way the city smells.”

The rain is only making that worse. It smells like a swamp.”

Soon the sunlight will start warming that stagnant water, that’s full of cigerette butts and garbage, stewing it to a beautiful New York City scent.”

They should make candles. Like those vomit flavored Jelly Bellys. NYC Summer candles.”

What I wouldn’t give for a whiff of that syrup smell from Jersey right now.”

I had an apartment once, third floor, directly above the dumpsters. We couldn’t open the window in the summer at all, or the whole apartment would reek of trash. We couldn’t have an air conditioner, just four fans that we kept constantly running.”

That sounds rather miserable. I can’t imagine you spent much time there during the day.”

Weekends mostly. We kept ourselves well stocked in beer. Any day we spent there we pretty much ended up drunk. I remember one day when I got stuck waiting for the cable guy during the week, and he showed up at the end of his 10-2 window. He must’ve thought I was a degenerate alcoholic or something. I must have downed 10 cold ones while waiting for him.”

I’m confused Scott, how is that different from your drinking habits nowadays?”

Frank snickers.

Now I wouldn’t be as obviously drunk with 10 beers.”

So all you’ve gained over these years is a bit of alcohol tolerance?”

And a bit of a beer belly.” Tabitha says, poking Scott’s tummy.

Hey now!” Scott says, mock insulted, “I’m not the one panicking about fitting into a dress for my cousin’s wedding!”

That’s only because my cousin thinks you’re a creep, and didn’t invite you to the wedding.”

Aww, I’m sorry Scott. I know how much you like to wear a nice dress.”

Frank starts laughing uncontrollably, drawing weird looks from some of the other customers.

July 1st, 2009 by 6th Floor Blog in 6th Floor, Beer, Drinking, life, rain, weather
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Cinco De Mayo

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Cinco De Mayo

 

If you read this blog even occasionally, you know we wouldn’t let a drinking holiday go to waste. While Cinco De Mayo is no Repeal Day, that’s no excuse not to enjoy it. To celebrate, Frank made some Strawberry Infused Tequila.

 

Tequila!”

 

Strawberry infused for the win. I figure we can mix it with orange juice. Mexican Tequila Sunrises!”

 

From Pictures

 

Wings? We should pick up some.”

 

Text Billy. Make him bring home enough for five.”

 

Bring what?” Billy asks, walking in the door.

 

You’re home too soon dude. We wanted wings.”

 

Just order them. That place a couple blocks down delivers right?”

 

Those wings suck.”

 

Better than going out. Sara! Happy Cinco de Mayo!”

 

Hey, you’re right. Got something special planned?” Sara asks, as she leaves her room to put her coffee mug in the sink.

 

Strawberry infused tequila apparently.”

 

Ann emerges from her room as well. “Did I hear strawberry infused tequila? That sounds..interesting.”

 

Putting strawberrys in the alcohol makes it healthy right?”

 

Of course Tab. It’s good for you. And Tequila is made from agave, so it’s a plant!”

 

Can just do shots of it too. The strawberry probably gives it a nice smoothness.”

 

No training wheels though.”

 

Nope. I’ve learned that lesson.”

 

I don’t know that citrus and salt would go well with the strawberry anyway.”

 

Maybe a sugar coated kiwi? Like kiwi-strawberry juice?”

 

No. Just do the shots. Frank, pour!” Scott commands.

 

Frank arranges six shot glasses, and pours out some of the tequila.

 

Viva la Mexico!” Billy says, and takes his shot. The others give him a weird look, and then drain their own glasses.

 

****This post written by Frank, while drunk. Severely edited by Ann this morning******

May 6th, 2009 by Frank in 6th Floor, Drinking
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