Tuesday, November 06, 2007

ON THE SIDEWALKS OF NEW YORK: CHILLIN' ATOP MY BITCHIN' VAN

When I walked out of the design gulag to go home last night, here's the sight that greeted me.


I dunno about you, but I think it's kind of brave to perch atop a van in a lawn chair along a busy Manhattan avenue, drinking a tall boy of beer, facing away from traffic and running the risk of being sideswiped by an out-of-control yellow cab, or a bus driven by a guy on a PCP/crack cocktail. Now THAT'S a daredevil for you!
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1 comment:

  1. Anonymous8:49 PM

    Jim Browski says:

    It's kind of like a tail gate party for One.....only without the food.....or a sporting event....or a stadium.

    Okay, so maybe it isn't anything at all like a tail gate party.

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