Went into the office for a half day to help my boss straighten out some things without the usual running interruptions, then took in the Sixth Avenue street fair (note to self: arepa = $5, chicken kebab = $4, roasted corn on the cob = $3, Thai iced tea = $2, Saturday lunch = completely reimbursable so I'm told) which was pretty disappointing overall. It's like the same companies rent out 5-6 spaces each along the route and franchise their wares. Lots of t-shirt stands, various food stands, belts seem to be in, yadda yadda, and they were all Exactly The Same. Bought a pair of mandatory earrings (yes, a cheap earring purchase is mandatory at just about every street fest I attend) and got to walk pretty much the length of the thing down to 42nd Street, where I caught the subway home. Icky and humid. Showered now, going back to bed to read comics. Robin makes 'em, and I read 'em; the secret to a happy marriage, comic-geek style! Speaking of geeks, via Eva Whitley who's changed her blog name to something about which I'm afraid to ask, you know you really want to add more cowbell to that favorite song of yours, don't you?
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