Wednesday, March 10, 2010

TOP STORY: Mysterious odor invades The Lair!

Reports of a mysterious and foul odor at The Lair are emerging. The Council is currently on the case, investigating the premises. The origin of this odor is currently unknown, but Head Council Member E offered the following statement:

"I hope it is Citizen Meow's socks, instead of a decomposing rodent."

No further information is available at this time, but we will keep you posted, as updates become available.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

BREAKING UPDATE: Lunch...

$1 pizza.

Again.

TOP STORY: Esther ponders lunch...

It appears that Esther has plans to leave for lunch momentarily, but is still uncertain as to where she will be heading. Updates to follow, as soon as they become available.

Happy Tuesday!

Monday, March 8, 2010

Smokes! Snacks! Seats! New 7-11 opens! Hurray!


It's here, at last!! The new 7-11 appears to have opened, on 8th Avenue, off the corner of 37th Street. E was spotted a short while ago, making her debut visit, and our reporter on the scene noted that her purchases included a hazelnut coffee, a rice pudding snack and a pack of Newports.


E, who rarely carries cash on her (largely because she has none), is particularly pleased by the convenience of now being able to buy cigarettes with a credit or debit card. She is also thrilled by the coffee selection, as well as the lovely assortment of tasty creamers to complement the brew.


The new establishment is vast and bright, offers mezzanine seating, perfect for grabbing a quick bite, or to take a peaceful break from the daily grind, with a cup of coffee and a sudoku. This is indeed a much-welcome improvement to the neighborhood and the local community at large.


The Council, back at The Lair, has yet to issue a statement regarding the opening. We will keep you posted throughout the day, should they choose to speak.

TOP STORY: The Council is disgruntled by yet another Monday...

Spirits were low this morning at The Lair, as Head Council Member E stirred from her slumber in order to face yet another Monday, head-on. Lord Dreidel and Baron von Dracula were standing by as E prepared to venture forth. Preparations were brief, as time was of the essence. The mood was somber, and the lighting, dim. All Council Members declined to comment on the proceedings.

Friday, March 5, 2010

BREAKING NEWS: Expired Dill threatens Lair Pantry...Council deliberates their next move.

This just in from The Lair...it appears that a container of dried dill, that had resided within the spice cabinet of the culinary wing of The Lair, turned out to be expired, by over a year. The dill apparently expired sometime in February of 2009, yet has been used at The Lair as recently as yesterday...this may explain some of the mysterious cold-like symptoms that have been plaguing several Council Members over the past few days.

The Council is scheduled to meet shortly, to decide what should be done about the matter.

The Dill remains in seclusion, in a corner of the kitchen table. We will continues to provide up-to-minute coverage, as this story unfolds...(unless something happens over the weekend, in which case you will not hear about anything until Monday.)

TOP STORY: Coffee purchased from random coffee cart proves itself to be utterly undrinkable...

A large coffee purchased just moments ago by Esther, as she scurried to her office, turns out to taste completely dreadful. Upon arrival at her office, she took one sip, and decided that it would be impossible to venture any further into the beverage. The coffee tasted foul and stale, and our reporter on the scene claims that there were "no words for the look of despair and disappointment that crossed her face."

This development comes on the heels of a hectic morning. Our reporter on the scene at The Lair reports that she woke up at the exact time she is slated to leave for work, and hurried to get ready in a such a swift fashion that there was no time to brew some coffee at home or even to purchase one on the way to the subway, which is her usual custom. Now that the coffee has been deemed undrinkable, she is uncertain what to do, and is disdainfully sipping at a bottle of room-temperature water, while the doomed coffee lurks ominously to the left of her keyboard.

The coffee declined to comment.