The LESBP

A few evenings ago I had some friends over to the LESBP (Lower East Side Bachelor Pad). It was one of the first lovely sunny days in June, and we were celebrating by eating and drinking and propping open all the windows facing the courtyard. All of a sudden my friend Melissa got up and pointed out the window. "Policeman!" she said. We looked. On the fire escape across the garden stood a group of men, one of whom was wearing a silver badge on his shirt. Melissa leaned out the window and yelled, "HEY!" We all stared at each other uneasily. What was crazy Melissa doing? "Are you a policeman?" she yelled. The men yelled back something I couldn't hear. "No?" Melissa said. "You're what? ....You're in a play? ....Arsenic and Old Lace?"

It was the very definition of NYC nonsense.