I know, yesterday I said that I loved it, but I have my reasons. Here are a few.
1. Two Hicks and a Mexican Chasing a Turkey Down a Goldmine. Ask me about it.
2. Staying out till 4:30am.
3. Waking up at 7:30am to catch the Chinatown bus back to Washington, DC.
4. Realizing that your Metro card funds are insufficient and single ride passes are no longer being sold.
5. Hailing a taxi, but finding out that the taxi cannot get to Penn Station because 4th Avenue has been sealed off for a cycling race.
6. Speed walking the rest of the way to Penn Station, only to discover that the bus is running half an hour late because it also got stuck at 4th Avenue.
7. Stumbling onto the bus at 9am, still drunk, and passing out for the entire ride back.
Also, I'd like to make a shout-out to Richie, who drove me to the Chinatown bus stop in DC on Thursday and picked me up today. You're the Hoke Colburn to my Daisy Werthan. That's right, I just made an allusion to a movie from 1989. Sue me.
1 comment:
maybe it was especially bad because they chased the turkey but they never found gold
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