So I'm back from New York. Over the last few days I've been catching up on my life and recovering from the cold I always seem to get whenever I fly somewhere.
This was only my second trip to the NYC. Here are the highlights and my impressions.
New York taxis have absolutely insane drivers. That said, judging by the fact that I've never seen a single accident there, I'm going to say that they're also very capable, safe drivers as well. My current strategy is to treat every taxi trip like a tiny roller coaster ride. Sometimes I even scream and throw my hands in the air. It's fun.
I like the pigeons in New York. They're all sorts of cool colors. Nobody else in New York likes the pigeons.
People in New York are very proud of Central Park. But the truth is if you walk for five minutes in any direction from my house here in Wisconsin, you'll find just as much nature with fewer crowds. As an added bonus, you can climb the trees around here without anyone bitching at you.
New York has so many cool museums that I can't even begin to get into it.
The Quill Award ceremony was pretty cool. I'm looking forward to seeing myself on TV, if for no other reason than to see what the hell I said during my acceptance speech.
But there are a few problems. I know the awards are on tonight. I know they're on NBC (or MSNBC). But other than that, I have no idea when it's playing. I can't find any listings for it.
Even if I could. I don't have cable here in the house. So chances are I couldn't watch it.
So my only hope is that some tech savvy person manages to pirate the thing and put it up on Youtube or something. Or that one of my friends manages to tape it for me.
For now, I'll leave you with the only Quill picture I've managed to find so far:
Yech. I am many things, but I am not terribly photogenic.
I'm in the middle. On the right is Steven Schirripa, of Sopranos fame. Believe it or not, that pretty girl is with me. Her name is Sarah, and just for the record, in the picture I'm threatening to kick this goomba's ass if he tries to make a move on her. Let me assure you, it was incredibly manly of me. My voice didn't hardly quaver at all.
That's all for now folks. Have a good Halloween.
P.S. Extra points to anyone who can guess what I'm dressing up as tonight....