Contrary to the suggestions of my fellow knitting fanatics, I did not bring my knitting with me to the concert on Friday. I'm really glad I didn't since we were at Jones Beach which is an outdoor stadium. Just our luck, it started to rain between acts. Not only that, but I probably would have used my needles for evil to keep the pre-pubescent boys in front of us in their seats. Don't get me started....
I had quite a series of random, yet serendipitous encounters with friends over the past couple of days. On Thursday, I ran into a guy that I had met a couple of weeks prior as I was walking around mid-town at lunch. Later that day, as I was walking home, I ran into a friend of a friend a block away from my apartment. Saturday night, after a day of fervent cleaning, I was taking my garbage down stairs (around the corner, down the street to my garbage receptical) only to hear my name called out from a group of people standing just outside of the bar next to my garbage area. A friend and potential knitter (she has come to the S-n-B a couple of times), Jen, was hanging out with some of her friends. Of course, I appropriately so, looked like I had been cleaning all day in an un-air conditioned apatment. Finally, a friend from the theatre world and the neighborhood was passing by my block on Sunday. I remember the first time I ran into someone I knew on the streets of New York. I realied that I had finally achieved the status of New Yorker. I guess I have really made it now.
Well, a friend from back home will be stopping in town for a day tomorrow. This is her first trip to visit me since I moved here 11 years ago. Of course, it is a visit tacked onto the end of a two week trip to England, Ireland and Scotland. It's still better than nothing. So, I wan't be going to S-n-B tomorrow night. For that matter, I won't be psting for a couple of days, either.
I had quite a series of random, yet serendipitous encounters with friends over the past couple of days. On Thursday, I ran into a guy that I had met a couple of weeks prior as I was walking around mid-town at lunch. Later that day, as I was walking home, I ran into a friend of a friend a block away from my apartment. Saturday night, after a day of fervent cleaning, I was taking my garbage down stairs (around the corner, down the street to my garbage receptical) only to hear my name called out from a group of people standing just outside of the bar next to my garbage area. A friend and potential knitter (she has come to the S-n-B a couple of times), Jen, was hanging out with some of her friends. Of course, I appropriately so, looked like I had been cleaning all day in an un-air conditioned apatment. Finally, a friend from the theatre world and the neighborhood was passing by my block on Sunday. I remember the first time I ran into someone I knew on the streets of New York. I realied that I had finally achieved the status of New Yorker. I guess I have really made it now.
Well, a friend from back home will be stopping in town for a day tomorrow. This is her first trip to visit me since I moved here 11 years ago. Of course, it is a visit tacked onto the end of a two week trip to England, Ireland and Scotland. It's still better than nothing. So, I wan't be going to S-n-B tomorrow night. For that matter, I won't be psting for a couple of days, either.
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