What I am about to write was really hard for me.
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.
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?)