Thanks Brazillian Muse for reminding me that I have a soul!
I stayed in Brooklyn from Thursday to now, recharging my low battery like an iPod.
Saw Marie Antoinette in Cobble Hill.
I like really liked it, like it was really fun and like really shows how like the French are like so stupid about social mores and rules...
Saw a white lab butt sniff a black lab in Red Hook yesterday on my way home from Hope and Anchor...
Sax: That's like us...
Ah, Brooklyn is romantic!
Friday, ran into an awkward, fat guy at Brooklyn Brewery that was once obsessed with Lex but currently sweating jaundice colored affection for his Flippino sweetie.
Later, gave the bearded thug a box of chicklets at Savalas in Williamsburg.
He didn't open the box, just merely shook it and put it in his jacket pocket.
My comedic intentions again thawrted by diplomic actions! Doesn't anyone see the humor in a pack of gum!?!
Ripped my stockings in a cab while heading to the 3rd location of the Friday night in Bushwick.
Cab driver: you just gonna tip me 60 cents?!
Monday, October 23, 2006
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