Lex to Me and Ashley: "I'm going to call Parker."
Me to Ashley: questionable face!?!
Me to Ashley: "I'm just going to tell you my story and not Lexie..."
Here goes.
At lunch a guy from the office told a story about a friend last summer. She was dog-sitting for a family in the city who she usually babysat for while they went on a trip for a week. She'd never really kept a dog before but figured she could do the family a favor. All was well until mid-week when she woke up to find a dead dog in the living room. After freaking out a bit, she decided to take the dog to the vet's office so that they could keep it until the family got back. And after calling the family and getting the vet's address she had to figure out how to get the dog TO the vet. She certainly couldn't take a cab with the dead dog as passenger number two. She finally figured out that she could fit the dog into a duffel bag. And she did. But when she got to the street and considered hailing a cab, she thought again and knew that she could totally get away with the incognito bag on the subway which is way cheaper anyway. When she got to the platform she had some trouble getting the bag through the turnstile so a generous man offered to hold the bag and pass it to her once she was through. No problems, passed the bag, made it through... no problems. She stepped onto her train and was on her way...
About half way through the ride the same man approached her on the subway car. He said, "Ok, my curiosity has really gotten the best of me, mind if I ask what's in the bag?" She got nervous and replied, "umm.... it's just a computer. I'm taking it to get fixed." He was fine with that answer and basically said thanks, I just had to know. And left her alone. She made it to her stop and got off the train and onto the street.
She made it down about two blocks when she sees the same man come running toward her as fast as he can possibly go. She thinks he's going to speak and THEN....
HE STEALS THE BAG! HE CHARGES HER AND STEALS THE BAG FROM HER AND RUNS AWAY FROM HER ----------- WITH THE DEAD DOG STUFFED IN A DUFFEL BAG, NOT A COMPUTER!
I would have given anything to see his face when he realized what he'd done and what he'd taken... totally not worth it.
Lexie to Me and Ashley: "What was all that laughing I heard from the other room? Tell me a funny story!"
Me to Lex: "Ohhhh noooo, you didn't want to hear my funny story, I already told Ashley and she thought it was really funny and you missed it."
Lexie to Me and Ashley: Pouting four about 4 minutes until I finally told her!
This is Lexie pouting on our sofa.
The Food Network is upstairs in this building which was really exciting. I want to go see a show while I'm here!
We've also decided that these people are hoarders... of boxes. Maybe they are a part of one of those cults who truly believe that in the instance of nuclear fall-out cardboard will be the ultimate savior!
Hmmm... What could this little 17 pound bundle be swaddled so nicely in a pale pink pillow case?
Stop Lying! That is not what you expected!
Oh, of course! It must be a key holder... by the mirror... on the dresser... in the room farthest away from the front door...
Today my mission was to go to the United Nations Garden and find a poster of the plowshare guy. I was given this mission by a highly secretive Biblical scholar code named J-Rock...
I went to the U.N. and it was really neat to see all the flags lined up outside and the protests that were going on over Tibet's freedom. I had to go through all sorts of security checkpoints to get into the visitor's area (where there were no posters of anything, might I add). There was also a really fantastic global photography exhibit up. Anyway, when I asked the guy at the information desk if he could point me in the direction of 'the statue of a man with a hammer hitting a sword (gestures included)'. He said 'He's in the garden. You can sort of see him if you go out that door, but the garden is closed.' I asked 'is it open any day of the week?' and he said 'no, it's closed.' and I said 'So it's never open to the public?' and he said 'not when it's closed.' then i walked away because obviously we were not connecting on some very important level. Anyway, I tried to get a picture of the statue but I felt like I was too far away from him.
Sorry Brandy and Jared! I'm glad I went! I probably wouldn't have if you two hadn't pointed me in that direction. But I did find that verse! It was totally by chance that I saw it. I happened to walk all the way to the U.N building from the Empire State Building (like 15 blocks) and on my way down a set of stairs (near the Tibet rally), there it was: the verse that goes with the statue! It was across the street and down the block from the U.N. but I 'happened' to go that exact way!
One last thing I did today that was beyond amazing... 
Home Sweet Home.
and as I pulled the pan off the stove, the spoon flipped backwards out of the pan and down toward the floor. I jumped out of the way but a hot, tiny square noodle flew into the air and ultimately stuck to my ankle. It was quite painful. At first I thought I had been splattered, then i realized it was ATTACHED TO ME AND BURNING MY FLESH! Anyway, I can still feel it. Even as I sit here right now, eating those very noodles that, when used for harm and not good, can cause devastatingly small red marks. See?
What is this, even? How old are the people who live here? I am not opposed to having an inner child, but when that inner child tells you to hang a pocketed pooh-bear shoe-holder on a dimmer switch at the age of 25, he or she may have some repressed childhood feelings that need to be worked out in the proper care of a professional.
Why? There was another in the other corner to match it, but I pulled it down that night we blocked the entries to the living room so we could capture the air. I wonder what purpose this serves when the regular inhabitants live here. (and "No. There's not a magical passageway behind there. That was the first thing I thought, too.)
Nemo Sushi!
Jelly Fish
Those ladies were boardwalk waffle cones! (the other two are both men no matter what the wigs make them look like, please do not be alarmed)
Even the majority of the audience was dressed up in some form!
This is Ashley, Jessi (who is also interning here in fashion from State at Elle Magazine) and Me.
