Well, it’s Christmas morning and I’m sitting in my folks’ living room waiting for my brother and the girls to show up so we can open up the pile of presents under the tree. (I’m also surfing using the neighbor’s open WiFi signal. My parents had no idea they had 11mbps available in their living room. If I’m feeling nice I’ll go let the neighbors know about the open connection on the fourth. (I’m heading back home on the fifth…)) Anyway, to kill some time I figured I’d post an update on what I’ve been up to as I’ve not been blogging for the most of the past week.
On Monday I took the train from Rochester to New York City to visit Amy. The train was only 3.5 hours late by the time I arrived and damn, was it cold.
Tuesday we wandered around lower Manhattan visiting Ground Zero, J&R Music World, Katz’s Deli (home of the famous lunch scene in When Harry Met Sally,) and saw the Neil Labute play Fat Pig starring Jeremy Piven, Andrew Macarthy, the woman from Felicity and one other actress who’s name escaped me right now. It was off-Broadway (“in the Village”) and afterward there was a 30 minute with the actors and another Broadway director.
Wednesday we got to see Avenue Q from the front row for only $21.25. How? Well, there was a lottery at the theater for 12 last-minute tickets and Amy’s name was drawn. I can’t say enough about how funny this play is. If you’re not familiar with it picture the Muppets, post college, broke and living in New York City. This play is not for children. The only other thing I’ll say is that I never expected to ever see “full frontal puppet nudity”. We also stopped by the 42nd Street branch of NYPL (The one with the lions out front), Lincoln center, and spotted both the Chrysler Building and the Empire State Building. (All of this is in the photos in my previous post.)
Thursday we spent the morning through a local part with a fort and hiding in the neighborhood Starbucks (thanks Mary!) trying to stay out of the rain. I was then back on the train to head back to Rochester. By the time the train reached Albany it was only an hour late. When we got to Fairport (about 15 minutes by train East of Rochester) we were at a dead stop. It seems that a couple of guys, after being kicked out of a bar for fighting, took it out to the tracks and managed to get creamed by a freight train. Since we weren’t allowed through the scene we ended up sitting on the tracks for another two hours. I finally ended up home at something just short of 2am.
Well, the rest of the family are due any minute so I’m off to open gifts.
