It's going to ruffle feathers.
It's going to upset some people.
But I have to do it.
For me. For my emotions.
I have to just put aside the fact that BlogHer is this week, because I need to tak about this, and it must be done now.
For the core of my very self.
(Deep breaths.)
Haaaaaaaa, oh god. Nah, just effing with you. Here, you guys. Please, behold, as I did, the glorious view of a crazy man (ostensibly not actually crazy, but part of a larger piece of "performance art") who was proudly jumping jack-ing his way down Wall Street very early yesterday morning, directly in my path. Nude, save for kneepads.
God, I love this city something fierce. (I mean, I did flee to a safe distance to obtain this shot, laughing and taking pictures along with everyone else, but that doesn't diminish the sentiment.)
(I think this tops this, yes?)
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9 comments:
WHEW. So glad you got that off your chest! I hope you don't get any mean trolls in your comments... ;)
I already loved this post, and then a naked guy in flippers?
HAHAHAHA! AWESOME!!!
I have EMOOOOSHUNNNZZZ about that nude dude.
OK, I admit it, you got me with the opening lines. Totally sucked me right in to receive bad news.
Congrats! Just clicked here from Blogher. Fabulous :)
You know, I do love the cat on the head.
Steph
I just recently found your blog and then promptly fell in love with it. Only to discover you have decided to hate it and not write anymore, please tell me you are hiding at another site?!
You are my favorite. That is all.
(Also: I miss your face.)
(Also: Currency of the sea. Dang.)
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