On the way back to Kamran’s apartment with lunch on a Sunday afternoon, the Chrysler Building still stops us after three+ years of living by it.
At a GRE study session before dinner, Bridgette tells us about the molestation case she just finished jury duty for that afternoon, and Chantee is incredulous. Either that, or this is where we were arguing over the definition of the word assail, and Chantee was really into it.
A view of the Yankees World Series ticker tape parade in downtown from my office building.
Crazy Aunt Dorothy™ bakes me her famous German chocolate cake when I visit Ohio for my birthday.
After a visit to the Fashion Institute of Technology’s Seduction exhibit, Beth and I appropriately pass the Museum of Sex and learn a new fun fact.
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1. OMG I WANT TO LIVE IN NEW YORK SO FREAKING BAD.
2. You take fantastic photographs.
3. Can I have a piece of cake?
1. I don’t think I take advantage of it enough. I recognize it, and I want to change it, but it’s hard to not to take it for granted when it’s all around you.
2. I want to really learn. Teach me! Teeeeeeeach me.
3. MINE.
is it just me, or does that cake photo have, like, the most incredible lighting you’ve ever seen?
that, and you have a perfect, gorgeous complexion. or maybe everything just looks great next to whatever dead orange animal your crazy aunt dorothy is wearing.
I love your pictures!! They look awesome and show me AGAIN how much I miss NY and doing stuff with you…. :-(
I’ll let CAD know that her house is perfectly suited for a portrait studio. And also that you don’t appreciate her collection of Halloween/Thanksgiving sweatshirts.
But thank you. And sorry that Jessica the German Intern doesn’t know how to comment on blogs.
I call her Jessica the German Intern both because that’s what she was and because it offends her, and I’m hoping she’ll come back to read this.
So what’s the fun fact you learned?
I wanted to keep it family-friendly here, but if you insist:
Female elephants have been known to masturbate each other. Sexxy!
I have no idea how I missed this post.
Also, thank you for not telling Aaron that I, too, was wearing a bright orange Pumpkin Show sweatshirt that day. I’m still amazed I managed to eat cake and ice cream without getting it all over myself.