NYC is still fun!
I hadn't been there in a year and a half, since we moved out here for The Job.
Um, I still like it there. Although, I must admit, I remembered fairly quickly the things I didn't love.
Like customer service and humidity.
And grocery stores and jerks.
But otherwise: I could move back there tomorrow.
I went out there for this:
My friend Andy came with me. We stumbled upon the Mad Men window at Bloomingdale's.
On Wednesday, we met up with some folks at a bar. It was a delight, except for the part where I left my camera on a table while I socialized, and forgot to take a single picture. But my drunk friends picked up the slack for me.
Ah. Thanks to those important pictures, the memories will last a lifetime.
At least there is this photo, the only record of Vinnie and Michael having been there.
Anyway, before we left, we met up with PJ and walked through Central Park and The Met. And it was nice.
I miss those people and that place. I hope that there's some reason, someday, that I get to spend a bigger chunk of time there.
But it was pretty nice to come home to this.
At least there is this photo, the only record of Vinnie and Michael having been there.
Anyway, before we left, we met up with PJ and walked through Central Park and The Met. And it was nice.
I miss those people and that place. I hope that there's some reason, someday, that I get to spend a bigger chunk of time there.
But it was pretty nice to come home to this.
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I went back to the bar a day later and they had found it. There was even money in it still.
Christina actually was at UCB on Friday and came out to McManus, so I got to hang out with her too
Your baby is truly adorable. She needs an agent asap! Glad you had fun in NYC!
I love NYC; I'm currently in Chicago which is always the bastard little brother, as far as I'm concerned, though lately it seems like the little city by the lake is starting to grow up.
My little brother PJ lives in the west Village, so I get to visit now and again.
I always think of these lyrics from " Little Orphan Annie " when I am in NY:
[lyrics by Martin Charnin - thank you sir ! ]
What is it about you
You're big
You're loud
You're tough
NYC
I go years without you
Then I
Can't get
Enough
Enough of the cab drivers answering back
In the language far from pure
Enough of frankfurters answering back
Brother, you know you're in NYC
Too busy
Too crazy
Too hot
Too cold
Too late
I'm sold
Again
On NYC
NYC
The shadows at sundown
The roofs
That scrape
The sky
NYC
The rich and the rundown
The parade
Goes by
That other town has the Empire State
And a mayor five foot two
No other town in
The whole forty eight
Can half compare
To you
Oh NYC
You make 'em all postcards
You crowd
You cramp
You're still
The champ
Amen For NYC (NYC)
The shimmer of Times Square
The pulse
The beat
The drive! (NYC)
The city's bright
As a penny arcade
It blinks, it tilts, it rings
Oh, NYC
The whole world keeps coming
By bus
By train
You can't
Explain
Their yen
For
[ this is my favorite part ]
NYC
Just got here this morning
Three bucks
Two bags
One me
NYC
I give you fair warning
Up there
In lights
I'll be
Go ask the Gershwins or Kaufman and Hart
The place they love the best
Though California pays big for their art
Their fan mail comes addressed to NYC
Tomorrow a penthouse
That's way up high
Tonight
The "Y"
Why not
It's NYC
NYC
You're standing room only
You crowd
You cramp
You're still
The champ
Amen For NY
NYC
[ excuse me, I'm a little verklempt....]