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Alice gets a Shrine in Central Park

Being that I have been back for 4 days now, I can proudly wear the title of SLACKER for not getting the photos of my last daze in NYC up in a timely manner. Not like anyone ever reads this blog as my comments are a grand total of 2 from bloody October, however, I feel that since this is really for me anyway, I wanted to get my fave photos up.

No time for tea with Yoko.

I just liked this one.

New Years Day was a solo adventure through Central park to Harlem and back. I loved Harlem. People were super friendly, it was quiet, kids played on their stoops. I found myself annoyed by all the people who acted surprised that I walked there and lived to tell. Whathefuckever! I finally decided that without the vicious rumors about the ‘hood, no one would watch TV crime shows or movies anymore. Its marketing just like Disneyland proclaims to be the happiest place on earth (lies), Harlem is sooooooooo scary. I am sure there are bad parts but If I wore the V for victim on my forehead like most Americans then I guess it would be a horror of horrors. I feel safe in my world. The hood is from whence I came. I guess that is the difference. I know too many sheltered people who belive what they see on TV.

Designer Drawers make me Giggle.

Broken Fast

On my last night, we went out for fancy dinner and drink. Boy, I have never spent $65 on a meal before. It was tasty, it was fun but nothing that I could not make at home. I enjoyed it immensely as it was a very spontaneous and frivolous thing to do. We danced to 80’s music at Brass Monkey and met some beautiful people there. I cant wait to go back when I do not have to work. Someday…..

Papaya for Damon