Plane Ride. Bus Ride. Subway Ride. Spanish Harlem Grocery Store. Indian Food. Subway Ride. Times Square. New York Pizza. Sleep. Farmers Market. Apple Cider in the Park. Shopping. Walking. Wine. Shopping. Subway Ride. Nap. Seared Tuna. Motorcycle Diaries. Sleep. European Breakfast Nook. Wall Street. Walking. Amaretto Gelato. Financial Center. Subway Ride. China Town. Huevos Rancheros in Spanish Harlem. Subway Ride. Bus Ride. Plane Ride. Plane Ride.
Me in Times Square….named for the good times you’ll have in it.
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November 5, 2007 · 1 Comment
For the first time in 24 years on the planet, today marks the first time I have killed a full chap stick. Start to finish.
I didn’t lose it, I didn’t use it as a dryer sheet, I didn’t leave it in the sun only to leave a soupy mess. Gold star for me. It only makes sense that it is the most expensive tube of ChapStick that I’ve ever puckered up to, but I can honestly say 18 months later, I will miss you. A replacement would make a great half birthday gift! Coincidence? Probably so.
On an unrelated note, if you ever find yourself working retail and the manager asks if you want to do a “floorset” never ever, ever, ever say yes. The last time I did it, I got an overnight parking “written warning” from the mall security. Rumor is they don’t start passing those out until like 2:30 in the morning, I’ll probably frame mine.
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