Waiting for the bus to NYC. Cold as f--- in Bodiesmore, Murderland.
First thing once we got in. Starting things off right. Fun fact- when a shark bites into its prey, it closes its eyes. I eat the same way.
In New York, they fill entire buildings with nose candy! Just kidding, salt for the roads.
Shell Bell with a real NYC bagel. And she picked it in under 5- a feat, to be sure. Girl's particular about her eats.
Louie's off to the races. This dude is pure energy 24-7. Our relationship started off rocky back in Austin, but now we are cozy as clams. Never grab a dog by the tail on the first date.
Dr. Death. Frosty appears to be a fan.
Praise Him! Didn't see the shop owner until after we snapped the pic. Sorry for the weirdness, sir.
Thought of Matt.
Shelley nabbed this one of Mr. Cuddly in a pet store. Looks irritated, but he actually wanted to play pretty badly.
Best buds, cold chillin'.
Shelley and red meat. An inseparable combo.
Thought of Hey Arnold. Not P.S. 118, but not far off. "My man Fuzzy Slippers told me, and you know, my man Fuzzy Slippers tells no lies."
Gotta love the ten-second delay. Ups to Shelley for perfect camera placement!
Baby Jesus with a, "What can ya do?"
Finally! A place to handle my blurry vision. Katie knows what I'm talking about.
Big guns. Really can't stand AC/DC these days. Not their fault, I wore them out when I was a little Caveman.
Not the Brooklyn Bridge, but pretty damn cool. Shelley showing us the palms of the coolest mittens on the East Coast.
Some things are the same no matter where you are.
A lot more to follow. Took a ton of pics, had a really great time. I needed to see some familiar faces badly, so this trip was really medicinal. Big ups to Megan and Bill for letting us crash, and to Haley M. and Kevin K. too! Old friends, new friends, it's always amazing. Buyakasha!
