A bit of an interesting day in New York. A steam pipe exploded near Grand Central. The initial steam geyser rose higher than the Chrysler tower (77 stories). At my restaurant we turned on the news for a few minutes to figure out what happened before we switched to the Yankees game. No one was paying attention to the news.
After I got off work I was walking to the Village Ma for music when there was a shooting in Washington Square Park. I was on MacDougal street, about half a block away. It sounded like two fire crackers. A couple of people and I stopped to watch two chubby NYPD pant up the sidewalk to the park. People poured out of the park, which is a pretty popular, very safe spot next to NYU. Four of five patrol cars drove into the park, but by that time we had all moved on.
Spectacular events in New York are like boats. They leave a wake: a couple people get hurt, a few people will talk about it; but, as soon as the initial disturbance passes, the event and the affected people are absorbed into the sea.
you're in Maine! Is it beautiful? From what I've heard from mom, you sound so much more rested and like you're enjoying yourself. That makes me happy. :) Try some lobster while you're there, Hannah says that Maine is the only place in the US with good lobster. She is a little biased though. She mentions that she misses the Ocean. Can you really smell it everywhere?
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