I’m walking home and it seems to have gotten really foggy.
I hadn’t seen fog in Astoria before, but it gives it a very strange feel, almost like Silent Hill.
Wish I had a camera attachment for my SideKick.
Then again, this blogging while walking thing might be getting a wee bit out of hand.
–Scott McClellan, White House Spokesman
LEARN WHAT IT TAUGHT US AND VOTE BUSH 2004! OTHERWISE IT’S LIKE YOU’RE ELECTING OSAMA! VOTING FOR KERRY = VOTING FOR HITLER!
NYC is sure going to be fun in September, let me tell you what.
(P.S. I seem to have nuked my last post real well trying to fix the comments. Sorry, folks.)
There’s a nice, satisfying feeling I get when the N/W train I take home goes express once we hit Queens.
There’s a similar feeling to be able to blog from the same express train.
This is weird. I feel all empowered and like I have the technology to do absurd things. And the sad part is, I do. Isn’t it absurd to be blogging from the subway?
I’ve got a good idea for a post tonight, but given the volume of text involved, it will have to wait until I get home.
Last stop, Ditmars Boulevard. DING DONG. Gotta run.