Day two for yours truly.
Today I took subways, met, and talked, and met, and talked, and took more subways, and ate clif bars, and talked on my phone. I’m in between meetings. Perhaps I’ll go to a movie tonight with Elly’s fams.
While I was meeting, talking, and eating in the afternoon, a bunch of people protested a Starbucks. I saw them on my way to a subway... but this link will get stale. The event didn’t warrant page of its own.
Last night 264 folks riding with Critical Mass got arrested, some of them taking quite a whomping.
I like the NYC subway, the maps are readable and I no longer feel inept to deal with transfers.
The MSG area really sucks for fast vegan food, but practically everywhere else has more than I expect. No, I don’t mean monosodium glutemate.
My amazing pal Brooke Atherton arrived from her summer in Lebanon, wonderfully enough. Hooray for that!
More musings as events continue...
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