11/21

I'm just basking in the afterglow of today. Savannah's on the computer, Michael is watching anime while simultaneously playing video games, the parents are asleep... The city glows outside as the crappy overdub drones on...
It was like a scene from a movie. 40's tunes playing over a loud speaker as Savannah and I glided, hand-in-hand, in circles and circles. It was positively surreal, ice skating in the heart of this, the immortal city.
We took off our skates and strolled the cold, busy city sidewalks into a tattoo parlor... I think I'm developing an addiction (oh, how funny, I didn't even realize but I think "Addiction" is the name of the shop). Michael and a friend met us at the shop and made us swear not to share what transpired on the promise that his mother would have herself a very, very, VERY late term abortion if we did ;) The friend was a lanky boy who refused to discuss anything but epic battles throughout history and graphic novels. He disappeared to the bathroom to change for a show he was going to see, and he came out in a pelted mini-skirt and 300 dollar corset. I cannot think of the last time I had misjudged someone that poorly. I was so sad I wasn't accompanying this guy to Rocky Horror, but we had sugar to consume.
We got ourselves the best desert in New York and hopped on the subway, "home". We wound up alone in a car, so we all sang "I Got A Feeling" and hung from the bars you hold onto when the car jolts. On the walk from the underground to the apartment, Mike offered Sav a ride on his shoulders, but she refused, so I took him up on the offer instead. Okay, keeping in mind here that Mihcael is 6'4" this made for one magnificent shoulder ride. People stared as we walked by and I felt sorry for them all for not having anywhere near as much fun as I was.