Where I've been

The other day, local hyperlocal blogger EV Grieve published a post on his weblet about a young woman throwing up out the window at Motorino.

There was some insinuation, innuendo and inoculation like: Where was EV Heave for all this?

Well, busybody commenters, I was waiting for the results from the Barf Lab to relay the scoop. But if you must know now.

I've been busy trying to reconstruct just what happened here.



Using our patented RetchRecreator, we have determined that someone roughly 4 feet tall, drunk, obvs, staggered up to this rather hidden enclave on the southern corner of the Coop. First, our subject leaned his or head against the wall, muttering "what is in a Lemon Drop anyway?" before placing his or her head against the pillar. As you can see, it appears the first projectile hit the upright pillar, causing the subject to teeter, and leaving the rest of the deposit on the sidewalk.

Again, the is is merely speculation. Again (again), I was waiting for the final results. You people really need to relax.

And we're back!

Well, now! Big weekend here, of course. So much was going on! All those college and pro football games! So many opportunities for binge drinking and wing eating.... kind of like any other night around the dorkier sections of the neighborhood! Still! On Sunday, we spied quite the motherload....



A Super Bowl-caliber batch of barf. And right smack in the heart of the sidewalk. Couldn't even wait to make it to one of the building's eaves? Of course, Cooper Union Serial Vomiter WANTS you to see his or her work. Why hide it?

This is getting sick.