"Defer no time; delays have dangerous ends."

[2muchexposition]

I know you're all waiting with bated breath for me to declaim my high-minded views on culture and the like, and I shall not disappoint. But first, two stories:

1. I got home at 2 or 2:30 on Friday morning, and, pulling away from the curb by the Bedford L was a white Ford Thunderbird. About three seconds later, a beige metallic Hummer followed it. A

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[ecmyers]

I wish I could have joined in on the art hanging, but I was busy attending a Chinese wedding, which I may post on later because it was a very odd experience in itself.

I think you should have replaced that fake roach with a real one--wouldn't that have been a surprise on Monday morning? Assuming that you could find a similarly-sized substitute on short notice in NY (which is a fair assumption to make).

[moderntime]

HA HA HA, I know how Eric got that roach. It was because I stuck it in Paul's papers to scare him since he had come by, picked out all my pens and pencils and tossed them on my desk. Then I hid the roach in revenge, and according to Eric, Paul threw the roach at the wall.

Good stuff, huh?

Tor is not just weird, it's also completely immature!