Happy Thanksgiversday!

Guys we made it to Thanksgiving! This one slut I know told me that she thinks I'm losing my steam with this, so I'm going to try to put a little bit more of my voice into future posts. But for now, y'all are going to have to settle with this picture of a VERY crowded Penn Station earlier today (WEdnesday, Thanksgiving Eve). Crrrazy.

Looooooove you, Vivek

Bravo, to whoever had a part in this.

Gettin' ma paparazzi on

Last night, in Boston, I went with Paul to this BU party (a cast party of a couple of his friends, to be precise) and who should be there but...Laurence Fishburne's fabulous son! His name is Langston.

This seems a bit excessive to me

I caught this on the cab ride to the Penn Station before heading off to Boston this weekened. I'm used to the Dunkin/Baskin duo, but this is simply out of my comfort zone. 31st and 5th.


This picture, I believe, speaks for itself. 31st and Lex (I think).

Filler...I guess

I got to see an MTA lady get legit cursed off by this guy because: after like 15 of us had been waiting a good 10 minutes here, we finally found out that there were not to be any trains stopping after a 6 train sped by on the express track. Nice job, MTA. No signs, no orange tape- no nuttin!

But I always like these long views of the old subway stations, so I guess it wasn't a total waste of my time.

OBAMARAMA

1:45 am, Union Square. Naturally I wasn't there then, but I'm going to venture to say that this is the most united that NYC has been about anything since 9/11.

STOP JJUST STOP

So here's the view from a bench last night (Monday) at 4 am outside of the Lafayette dorm during the six-alarm TRASH CAN fire that forced everyone outside for over an hour. Why does NYU (and the students thereof) try to find such creative ways to make me hate it?