When I finally got out of that bar, I walked around for a while. I still couldn’t get those singers out of my head. Boy, what a bunch of freaks. When that brunette got up on the piano, for chrissake, that killed me. I was out of there before her second foot hit the top.
I walked up and down Central Park West for a couple hours. It was always so dreary in New York. It’s like you couldn’t get a break from the goddamn clouds. I was getting really cold and I had my hands in my pockets. I thought about putting on my hunting hat but I didn’t feel like being judged.
I decided I’d hike around Central Park for a while. I didn’t have anything to do, anyway. I got into central park and the trees were rustling. It wasn’t that kind of serene, sorta spring …show more content…
I felt like giving old Jane a buzz again. You know, to ask her if she wanted to go to the renaissance fair, but I wasn't in the mood. That's one of those thong that you really have to be in the mood for.
I got a cab to Brooklyn. I didn't have much dough left, but I didn't want to walk all the way to Brooklyn. Anyway, the cab driver was an old man from same place in Europe. He didn't talk much.
When I got to the spot the man told me about, there were already hundreds of people there. They were all in costume. A bunch of people dressed up as knights and squires and other things. There were a thousand small tents of people selling things like food and trinkets. Then there was this big wooden castle type structure with walls painted to look like grey bricks. The walls were paper thin, though. Masquerading as strong fortress defences.
I went to get some food. The man had talked about all the food that was going to be at this place. At least half of the booths were dedicated to food so I had a lot of options. All the options were old timey food. Mutton and meat pies and stuff. None of it interested me much. I went to a place that said they had the best mutton chop in England. I decided to pass on the mutton and I ordered a scotch and
I walked up and down Central Park West for a couple hours. It was always so dreary in New York. It’s like you couldn’t get a break from the goddamn clouds. I was getting really cold and I had my hands in my pockets. I thought about putting on my hunting hat but I didn’t feel like being judged.
I decided I’d hike around Central Park for a while. I didn’t have anything to do, anyway. I got into central park and the trees were rustling. It wasn’t that kind of serene, sorta spring …show more content…
I felt like giving old Jane a buzz again. You know, to ask her if she wanted to go to the renaissance fair, but I wasn't in the mood. That's one of those thong that you really have to be in the mood for.
I got a cab to Brooklyn. I didn't have much dough left, but I didn't want to walk all the way to Brooklyn. Anyway, the cab driver was an old man from same place in Europe. He didn't talk much.
When I got to the spot the man told me about, there were already hundreds of people there. They were all in costume. A bunch of people dressed up as knights and squires and other things. There were a thousand small tents of people selling things like food and trinkets. Then there was this big wooden castle type structure with walls painted to look like grey bricks. The walls were paper thin, though. Masquerading as strong fortress defences.
I went to get some food. The man had talked about all the food that was going to be at this place. At least half of the booths were dedicated to food so I had a lot of options. All the options were old timey food. Mutton and meat pies and stuff. None of it interested me much. I went to a place that said they had the best mutton chop in England. I decided to pass on the mutton and I ordered a scotch and