The New York Meet: Dys, Diane, Lola, Blathan, and Joe Nation

Yikes!

And I bet I know the restaurant, if it's the one Diane and Roberta and I had dinner at... great place for talking, as the crowd thinned out when the theater crowd left for the shows..

Well, I'm curious too, fella.

Omigosh Frank!! How are you feeling now?

And Joe, what kind of martyr ARE you? You missed THAT game, of all possible games? You freak!! :-D

Do you mean that you woke up by yourself? Nobody was with you? This is SO WEIRD!

Anyway, I bet that was a superlative group and a great time, emergency room notwithstanding.

Diane just has an overwhelming effect on men, doesn't she...!

Frank~
Your face? Well, there goes the modeling career.
Glad to hear good test results. Take care.

Hey...everyone had plenty to do the next day...and I suspect to them, it looked like I just got crocked and fell out. No big deal.






It was a tremendous time...and Diane and Jane do indeed have on "overwhelming effect" on me. I was trying to impress them. Why else would I do face diving onto a New York City sidewalk?

Some might say that the "changes" are an improvement!!!

In any case, I feel fine today...and I have already concocted a GREAT story for the damaged forehead and major league shiner.

I am claiming I got it in a fist fight with a wiseass Boston fan! (She managed to get in a lucky punch!)

OMG Frank, sounds like a fun beginning anyway. And yes, that certainly explains your bizarre behavior on that other thread.
Look on the bright side; face shots are uglier… but they don't hurt as long! :razz:

Lola prolly slipped ya a roofie.

Lola must have flashed Frank a little leg and got him all light-headed.

Hopefully, you'll find out that it was all the result of something none to serious!

This reminds me of when we left jjorge by himself in San Francisco... we zipped into different cabs and he was still in the restaurant. Talk about feeling bad about it...

Frank!!!! Oh my!!!! I do hope you are ok!

More about the others as soon as you are well enough....

And - where are THEY????

They're probably puzzled about why you just got up and left...

Sounds like you had a great time, other than your strange unexplained injury.

Dammit. I should have gone over there to meet you guys instead of torturing myself by going to a bar to watch that horrible debacle of a game.

Sorry I missed it.

geez frank, take it easy!

well, here I am

I had to fly to Dallas for the week end this morning.......

But I'll tell my version of the story..........coming up

Ok...here's what happened...

Frank looks like he could have a full wallet. He doesn't. We hit him over the head with a tubesock stuffed with Canadian pennies.

we had a great time, Kicky.....the game was on at the restaurant and everyone was watching at the bar. But when we discovered Frank on the sidewalk out front of the restaurant........well, the game was not so important any more

We timed the blow to his temple with a seventh inning line drive to center field. No one noticed a thing.

Oh! You guys found him on the sidewalk - that's good!

Well, this is the way I remember it.

We were having a great time. Conversation was so fun, the time passed too quickly.

After dessert, you, Frank were talking to Dys.....you had asked him a question.........and right in the middle of what Dys was saying, you suddenly stood up and said you had to go out........we didn't exactly hear you......but I thought you were going to the bathroom.

What seems so obvious after an event, sometimes doesn't seem so important or noticeable before. Anyway, we were all sitting around the table talking, waiting for you to come back and the restaurant owner or chef or whatever, Jean Claude came to our table and said that you were hurt. You were lying on the sidewalk.

So we all jumped up and ran out front. And there you were on the ground alright. Bernie had gotten there first and he was trying to make contact with you, but from what I saw, by the time I got there, you were not responding. You looked unconscious to me.

My reaction really surprised me because I thought you were dead.........(my father and brother died suddenly of strokes, so......I just have it in my head this way.) And I began to hyperventilate (and I've never hyperventilated in my life.) I didn't even know I was doing it until Diane put her arm around me and told me everything would be alright. Then you began to move and I could see you weren't dead after all.

Everybody began calling 911. A woman who had been passing by had already called, but we wanted to make sure she had really called. She had already left. Jonathan and I were both talking to the 911 people when the ambulance finally arrived. The paramedics talked to you, there on the ground and then they got you on your feet and walked you to the ambulance. As you and the paramedics passed me, I heard you say, "did I pass out?"

They took you inside the ambulance and ran some tests and told us you would be alright. There was a doctor there too who had stayed to report what he had observed to the paramedics. They told us they were taking you to the hospital for observation, but you hadn't had a stroke or heart attack.

Finally we remembered we should call Nancy. We were all shocked and maybe didn't react as quickly as I would like to think we would. But we didn't do too badly either.

I thought we were going to go to the hospital, but everyone convinced me that you would be fine and you were in good hands (including the paramedics, they were very reassuring).........but maybe we should have gone to the hospital with you. I think we all thought you were more aware of what had happened by then and you knew you were going to the hospital. I thought I must be hysterically over reacting ...... .wow, did that surprise me! I'm sorry you woke up alone and not knowing what even happened to you. And we're all very happy that you're ok.

It must have been that last toke........

Anyway, it was a hellofa way to end such are fine evening. I'm glad you're ok though. Wow.

So now let's talk about all the fun we had.