I passed a man walking his dog in shorts, t-shirt, visor and sunglasses this morning when it was still 40 degrees. (we’ll call this Vernal Optimistic Denial)
As I was walking to work (jammin’ to my sweet tunes) I smelled something fishy and I looked up to see a large white van with the picture of a giant fish with the caption “MEAT WITHOUT FEET.”
In my staff meeting today, I attempted to reference one of my favorite shows by printing the meeting agenda in tiny print on a 3 x 3 post-it and included a graph that correlated length of meeting with a rise of boredom resulting in sudden death. My boss found this only mildly entertaining…
34th street between park ave and 8th ave is the seventh circle of hell. It is where all the slow walkers who smoke go to die. (or try to make me die).
Robin pointed out to me that the fact that I chose to stand my ground and mentally prepare a rebuttal outburst for a closely approaching crazy person muttering about 99-cent shoes at Payless rather than just move to the other side of the sidewalk while I waited for her this evening means I am a true New Yorker.
Cannibalism is not fun to learn about. It is gross and is not “stuff I should know.”
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