adventures in reflective surfaces
elevator
I love New York City. And I was taken by the funky mirrors in the elevator at my old college friend Jeff's apartment building.
Hours later I was at a rooftop party in the Village, drinking too much Ketel One and cranberry. Which led to an embarassing moment of "yelling at the porcelain gods" in the downstairs bathroom.
Yes, I am too old to be doing this.
To read more about that fateful evening, check out the 8.22.03 journal entry at my travel blog www.TheGreatestYearOfMyLife.com. And please don't offer me a cocktail if we run into each other at a party in New York City.
Hours later I was at a rooftop party in the Village, drinking too much Ketel One and cranberry. Which led to an embarassing moment of "yelling at the porcelain gods" in the downstairs bathroom.
Yes, I am too old to be doing this.
To read more about that fateful evening, check out the 8.22.03 journal entry at my travel blog www.TheGreatestYearOfMyLife.com. And please don't offer me a cocktail if we run into each other at a party in New York City.
02 2004