Climbing Like Kong

Day 2 (part 2):

Old Man In a Bird Suit

After the Sbarro adventure I was given the unique opportunity to see Mr. Letterman tape his show.  His guest for the night was the wonderful Richard Simmons.  He came riding in on a bike taxi wearing a shirt of red feathers.  I'm  going to have to find a video of it, because it really was beyond anything i can, or want, to describe

The Long way Home

We then headed towards grand central but swung by bryant park to see them playing old movies.  There were hundreds and hundreds of people filling the park, it seriously made me want to live there, this would easily become part of my weekly routine if i was near the city.

From there the Empire state building was spotted, and the idea was had to go find it and go o the top.  When we got there we were confronted by  nice lady selling tickets to some flight simulator.  Long story short she wanted us to pay $45  a piece to take a virtual tour of the city, and then head to the 86th floor for observation, the only perk was we would not have to wait in the line for 90 minutes.  We got to talking, brought up the fact that my partner in crime gets extreme motion sickness, and before you know it she was helping us sneak ahead in line.  

We were lead around the building through doors in the back, two security guards checked us for weapons but paid no mined to what we were doing.  W headed to the mens bathroom, asked where the line was to go to the top of the Empire State building and presto, we skipped though all the lines on the road.  Thank you simulator lady, wherever you are

Taking the first real bite

Day two (part one):

I woke up this morning to the sight of my three cousins screaming my name as they proceeded to jump on me with a giant green gorilla.  I then spent the morning with them on top of me watching sponge bob until Josh got his butt out of bed 3 hours later.  After walking the dog, playing with photo booth, talking out way out of swimming, returning a rental car (twice), and getting on a train, I had finally arrived at my destination.  The unbound, unsupervised, and unlimited adventure of New York,

We were so struck with everything there that we didn't even know where to start.  We walked from Grand Central to Times Square and proceeded to go inside of all the store i had wanted to find  so bad (all involving either candy, toys, or both).  We stopped in the median so i could pretend to be Hiro Nakamura screaming with joy as i had finally teleported, then we got pizza.

Preacher Dude:

In Sbarro this guy ended up coming and sitting next to us, talking about his career on the street, and how he has been making a lot of money from his act.  He pulled a dirty wad of cash, totaling maybe two hundred bucks, all of his money so far.  He then went of on the tangent of how he used to preach to truck drivers and ended up talking a million miles an hour about how he gives his 10% to God because he commands it.  He pulled out an old Gideon Bible ,i assume was from some hotel room in his past, and opened to the book of numbers.  He read a passage i can't remember that briefly mentioned money, and said that's what he bases his life off of.  He gives money to people, thus giving it to God, knowing that God will reward him.  It wasn't clear if he thought God was going to make him rich, or if he was planing on having thins laid up in heaven.  Josh couldn't get a word in the whole time until finally, preacher guy started seeing the women outside.

oh he was going off on how white women had no butts, and black women had great butts, and the women in the city were the finest in the world.  If only he could find one to marry him so he could spend each night with her.  He has a lady lined up of course, but she's not very good.  But one day, one day God will give him the money he needs to get a good wife.  Because all you need is money and you can get any woman that walks the streets.  That's all that any of them really care about.   

He went on to make comment after comment about how all women were prostitutes (putting it mildly) and it doesn't even matter if you have AIDS, as long as you have the money, women will take the AIDS along with it.

I just had no idea how to even chime in at this point.  The man obviously very confused, bitter up the wazoo, but still trying to cling to the basic truth of Christ.  He admitted that it was hard to 'stay away' from women.  And he wasn't about to go and hire a prostitute.  But one day God  would give him what he wanted.  And it is so easy for me to look down on him and see all of his faults and misunderstandings walking away cracking small jokes at his inconsistencies; But these are the same types of things that old me down.  I spend all sorts of time doing "great" things for God, giving him money, time, etc. then i stand in front of him wanting a cookie.  Not turkey, and not broccoli, I want a freaking cookie!  So much that i never even see him grab anything else, until he stops trying to hand things out.         So where's my cookie!

How 'bout that Apple

New York, New York.  

Seems like it's been years that i have been trying to get myself here (because it has), and at last i am able to walk freely in the city without the need of a parental guardian.  The city is much different than i remember, both bigger and smaller in a way that i would never be able to explain.  But enough with all that hoopla, what went on?

Day 1:

we'll keep this short and sweet, my aunt and uncle are amazing

• airport
• driving
• Brooklyn Bridge
• pizza=busy
• ice cream
• china town
• pig head
• lots of food
• ice cream
• t-shirts
• walking
• apple store
• Pizza
• mouth wash
• Crazy Jungle Thing