You Don't Start Nuthin, There Won't Be Nuthin
While biking past the Drummer's Grove on the Prospect Park Drive yesterday afternoon, I passed a man juggling on a unicycle.
Went to Brooklyn Pride this weekend. Got to march in the parade and everything. Marty kept saying "LGBT spells Brooklyn!!!" The party machine had "Marty" written in lights, and I'm fairly sure the whole contraption was visible from space. Kinda wanted to ask him how one spells "cataract."
Played boccie on Friday in Boerum Hill, and successively lost a few times. But hey, at least I got to introduce Roommate to the fast-paced splendor of rolling heavy balls.
Oh, and the point of all this is that Brooklyn is rad.
Went to Brooklyn Pride this weekend. Got to march in the parade and everything. Marty kept saying "LGBT spells Brooklyn!!!" The party machine had "Marty" written in lights, and I'm fairly sure the whole contraption was visible from space. Kinda wanted to ask him how one spells "cataract."
Played boccie on Friday in Boerum Hill, and successively lost a few times. But hey, at least I got to introduce Roommate to the fast-paced splendor of rolling heavy balls.
Oh, and the point of all this is that Brooklyn is rad.