my mind on the City, the City on my mind

2 Virginia hams and a flat screen t.v. roll into a apartment lobby in Nolita at 2am. Guess which of these front desk security wanted?

I'm pretty sure this is nothing out of the ordinary in the hustle and bustle of New York, but I thought this amusing since I perpetrated this.

Every time I go, I always learn a little bit more about family, human nature, and all that stuff that makes life go.

Grave sites visit, pizza runs, bubble tea run (YESSS!), 正骨水 runs (for VR and SB, of course), Cantonese food galore, dim sum (bigger YESSS), crying babies, running babies, attacks from a bubble gun, bookstores, open air markets, etc. etc.

Last Monday, I also inherited a family heirloom from 爺爺. A genealogy book of 34 generations of folks who made me, me. No joke and corniness intended, a history buff's dream and finding buried treasure all in one. It's now sitting in a ziploc bag in my dining room, I think I'm gonna have it digitized.

I realize more and more why people make and have "I ♥ NY" paraphernalia now. Because it's true. Catch me wearing mine next time you see me.