He does a radio show from his house in Riverdale. He also does wrestling at the UCB Theater. His wrestling show was recently reviewed on Gothamist, where the reviewer said about the show, "W.T.F." Billy was psyched about that.
He came to visit last weekend and we went for a walk in my neighborhood. At my favorite coffee place, Java House, they sell slices of this enormous chocolate cake, like Bruce Bogtrotter size. Everytime someone orders a piece, everyone looks at them with a mixture of envy and disgust. I had a really great idea to order a slice of this cake, plus an espresso milkshake. So gluttonous, so decadent...this prospect excited me much more than it probably should have. In my head it became this return to childhood, where all you want to do is eat an entire cake and you've never heard of calories or sugar or fat or being responsible. So really, it wasn't ONLY wanting to eat a big fucking slice of cake. It was more than that.
I thought Billy would be a good person to share the cake with:
(You can also see a tiny sliver of the espresso milkshake on the left hand side there. Honestly, if cake isn't your thing, go for the espresso shake at Java House. It's awesome.)
And he was, and it was super fun and yummy. Fin.
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