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December 21, 2007
Red Shirt Fridays
While I find few ways to support Dubbya's stupid wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, I find myself compelled to support the troops that are fighting. If you haven't heard about Red Shirt Fridays, please click HERE to read an entry on Curt Schilling's blog. Thanks, Jeff M, for bringing this to my attention.
By the time you watch the youtube video clip and read the story, you'll be weeping like a baby, whether you support the wars or not.
I'll be wearing red today.
Posted by dave at 08:53 AM | Comments (0)
December 01, 2007
Am I A New Yorker
I was on my way to yoga at the Midtown studio today when I decided to take a quick detour to Rockefeller Center. It still being morning, I figured I could beat the crowds. I walked up 6th Avenue, and by the time I got the 46th Street, the crowds had thickened like pea soup. I can spot the tourists from a block away. Maybe because they move slowly, walk four across, not in a straight line, and when they get to an intersection, they stop dead in their tracks, whether the light is green or red, and look up.
My progress was diminshing, as my pace slowed. I was aiming for a store on the Promenade at Rockefeller Center. Within eyesight, my progress ground to a halt. Nobody was moving. I changed course and headed for Fifth Avenue to take the east entrance to the Promenade. Better progress, but not much.
I finally made it into the store, picked up a few things, and one of the store associates approached me to see if I needed any help. Clearly she could tell I was on a mission to buy, not to browse.
As I was paying for my few things, she said "You're a New Yorker aren't you?" I hesitated for a second or two, and then said with confidence, "Yes".
She followed by saying "What on earth are you doing in Midtown? New Yorkers know better than to come to Midtown on a weekend in December." We had a good laugh, not at the expense of the swarms of tourists all around, but at my expense for not taking evasive action.
I left the store, without enough time to drop in to the MoMA store to pick up some Christmas cards before my yoga class. Maybe I'd come back after yoga? By the time I reached the yoga studio, hoofing it through more swarms of people in Times Square, I decided clearly that my trip to MoMA would wait until Monday.
I suppose I am finally a New Yorker.
Posted by dave at 04:09 PM | Comments (0)