As I was riding the elevator the other day, the little news screen had the headline: 11-year-old Critical After Shooting. "Of course I'm critical!" he said. "I was freakin' shot. Get off your asses and catch the guy!"
The other day I saw a guy doing pull-ups on some of NYC's ubiquitous scaffolding. I wasn't impressed with his strength so much as his willingness to touch the crossbar with his bare hands in sub-zero weather.
Later on that day, I was driving home from the train station and was stopped by an apartment complex. I could see into one of the apartments, and at first I thought the people inside were playing ping-pong. Then I got a better look: One guy was had a cricket bat and the other guy was bowling to him. If they move cricket indoors, you know it's cold.
Tonight we stopped at a pet store, and I noticed in the shopping center a liquor store: Wine Country/Liquor City. Good they they didn't switch that geography around, eh?
Rob
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Sunday, January 06, 2008
Some Quick Observations
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