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Saturday, I left my car in the pouring rain in Wayne'sdriveway. A $16 cab ride later, I was at the airport and boarded a Continental flight to Newark.



From there, I took the train to Penn Station



And then I got too tired to take photos until we went out to eat




and then went for drinks at my old place of employment



Where i managed to find 4 Austinites who were looking for a place to watch the Spurs game.

My friend Leah (who came up from PA) and I walked back through Times Square on the way to the hotel. Batch of drunk tourist pictures, vol 1



OH! and did I mention it was Fleet Week? HELLO SAILORS!!!



We made it an early night so we could get up in the morning, take the 4 train



to go eat Dim Sum



Where I had chicken feet that were SOOOOOOOOO good. We also shared a table with two boys from France. I spent most of the meal translating cantonese dishes into english for leah then into french for our tablemates.

After that, we took the C train to go see



DINOSAURS!!!!
Also, the lady with the pink arrow next to her? She works in the museum and will talk to you RIGHT IN YOUR FACE with a microphone. It seems so offensive and I love it.

I'm not sure what this is



but I kinda want it in my living room. I'd like to string Christmas lights around it.





Hi! We're 12!!!

We left the museum, got a hot dog and sat in the park for awhile, right across from



The Diana Ross Playground. Which I would have expected to be funkier. With a disco ball.

We came back to the hotel, napped for a few hours then went down to the village where we settled at Kettle of Fish.

And what did I drink??



Chosen beer for chosen people!

We were soon joined by Rodney, a big italian fuck who played rugby and who owns his own house in brooklyn. We talked about how Italians and Jews were pretty much the same people (overbaring mothers, lots of food) except for that whole Jesus thing. He did admit to me "If i had Claudia Schiffer's pussy in front of me, and a plate of kugel, I'd take the kugel, its so fuckin good"



Around 1 am, I found myself smoking outside with this guy named Greg. A film editor. We talked about Kinky Friedman. He asked how long I was in town for. I told him I was heading back to Austin tuesday. He then handed me this:



and asked "Do you like pain?"

"Giving or receiving?" was the only thing I could think of to say.

"Receiving. I'm a semi professional dom and if you want a little release before you go, call me"

uhh...thanks.

Around 4, we finally left the bar and spent the next half hour talking to some guy outside the piano bar next door who had picked up some other guy and was declaring to me that he was going to have sex with him. I gave him two cigarettes, a hug and wished him well.

We got in a cab with an egyptian cab driver who kept telling us the whole way back to Murray Hill that he loved "big girls". I gave him a 2 dollar tip and Leah and I got out at 39th and Lex and stopped into Scotty's for an egg cream



then stumbled back to the hotel to see the sun come up



Monday, Leah went back to PA and I met up with my friend Ben who was in NY for a few days staying with his grandparents before he moved to Israel for the next 3 years. We walked around Central Park and stopped for Burmese food before I headed back to the hotel to pack. I spent my last night in the room with a burger from Scotty's, watching the spurs game as the city traffic roared below my window.