It’s fucking cold here tonight. It’s 13 degrees to be exact. I just did the unthinkable. I turned on the radiator in the guest room where my computer is. Adam and I have an agreement. NO RADIATORS. 90% of the times it works out great. Tonight is not one of those times. It’s was so cold when I was typing an email to him that I kept hitting the wrong keys. It’s not much better now, but the heat is helping.
There was a fire up the street from our house tonight. It of course had to be the coldest night of the winter so far. I had to get off the subway one stop early and walk home. I could see the fire trucks a mile a way. When I got to 207 and Broadway they were still putting out the fire. The building was a just a shell. It’s scary to think how quickly something like that can happen. There was a hardware store in the building that has only been open a couple of months. Adam’s bank is also in that building.
I hope all of Australia is destroyed by a huge meteor tonight. I had two tables of Australians at the same time tonight. Each one a four top. And they both left me less than 10% on their 150 dollar checks. Fuckers.
Did I mention that Adam and I are moving to Portland. More on that to follow.
That’s about it.