here, there, and everywhere
The Well has had a busy couple of weekends. There were several interesting observations and some exciting new ventures are underway. Returned to Zeppelin Hall for a Ratcliffe and Rico birthday extravaganza. There were a ton of fellow drinkers present and at one point I had to stop to appraise the situation. I realized then that I was actually drinking a beer while standing in line for beer. Amazing. Anyway, these two will soon be starring in the much anticipated Cliffe on Cliff spin-off, Cliffe ‘n Cakes.
“It’s like a modern day Odd Couple.” ~ Tooth
I could just see us pitching that to a room full of television execs. I’ve got the first ad already written:
Coming this Fall to FX…You loved him in Cliffe on Cliffe, but now he’s living with a Filipino mixed martial artist. Can they live together without someone getting choked out? One’s got at least two cell phones on him at all times, the other sleeps on the couch…Cliffe ‘n Cakes…Wednesdays this Fall on FX.
Both are also currently filming movies. Rico will be the lead role in a straight to DVD sequel to Half Baked. The film is yet to be officially named, but sources say it will either be Return of the Guy on the Couch or Bizcochos: The Rise of Rico Cakes. Ratcliffe will be starring in a new thriller in which he plays a super tech addict who manages to actually physically merge with his Blackberry to take over the world. Think Lawnmower Man for the next generation.
In other news, iswarley.com is up and running! The Well is very excited about the launch of its newest product. Stay close, something else may be arriving soon…
beer and bratwurst
Ventured to Jersey City to check out the new Zeppelin Hall beer garden or what I like to call it, Beer Heaven. This place is awesome. 144 beers on tap, ridiculous amount of room inside with multiple bars, huge outdoor area with picnic tables, and you can get your beer in a giant liter sized mug instead of that pussy pint shit. Food is good, too. There is no wait staff so you just order up at this window like a snack bar.
We find some empty seats and I volunteer to save them while Tooth and Ratcliffe go order our food. It’s amazing how small decisions can change what happens next. I’m sitting there enjoying my giant beer and pretending to text so I don’t look like a complete loser (you know you do it) when a guy and girl take a seat at the table. After a only a couple of minutes it’s obvious they are on a first date…typical getting to know you questions like “where are you from?” I hear the guy say he lives in Cedar Grove. Now, I’m usually not one to butt into conversations, unless I’m drinking, which is kind of often, so maybe I am one to butt in…anyway it’s not every day you hear someone say they are from Cedar Grove. So I look away from my fake text and pardon my interruption, but “I grew up in Cedar Grove.” The guy looks less than enthused about my sharing this information, but I continue intruding, asking him where in town he lives, explaining to him where I lived. The girl meanwhile is notably amused by this and actually stirs the pot by asking if we went to high school together. Turns out we do, but he is two years younger and when I don’t recognize his name, he admits he was sort of an outcast and didn’t have many friends in school. Who says that in front of a girl on a first date, honestly? Figuring I’ve done enough damage, I apologize again for the intrusion, to which the guy, probably regretting the “no friends” comment, half smiles and responds something like, “It’s cool, but I’m gonna have to cut you off.” This guy. I don’t think I’ve ever been cut off from a conversation before…what is this a presidential debate? Did my allotted time run out? No way I let this go, I had to get the last laugh. So a few seconds later he asks the chick where she lives now. Before she even opens her mouth, I turn back to him and say, “I live in Caldwell.” Girl laughs, guy is speechless, I assure him it’s the last time I’ll interrupt. The moral of the story is: Talk to random people, tactfully, and you’ll have some good stories to tell…you never know who you’ll meet.
We were meeting up with a friends after and while trying to find his place we passed a street called Cliff St. Inspiration hit immediately: Cliffe on Cliff, a sitcom starring Ratcliffe, living in a place on Cliff St. in Jersey City, chronicling the adventures of a enthusiastic photography mogul in his 20s. He revamps an otherwise run-down neighborhood with such city staples as Cliffe Cash-n-Carry, Cliffe Snacks, and Cliffe Video. Move over Patel, there’s a new sheriff in town.
