At one time in my life whenever I went to a new city I had to find my way to the top of the tallest building in order to orientate myself and take in the new experience. But I’ve found since I’ve been here that you miss something in that view. You miss the people. You miss the life blood.

The subway is just the opposite. It’s faces, shopping bags, and shoes. I don’t wear very cool shoes I’ve found out. There are a lot of cooler looking shoes out there and other people are wearing them. It makes you wonder if shoes are more important than you ever really gave them credit for. Like if a lot of people are wearing a shoe out here, then it must be a good shoe because New York will ruin a shoe. It brutalizes everything. So when my current pair of shoes needs to get retired, I’ll probably write something about shoes and the subway. Or I guess I could just reference this comment.

Yeah, old people sure are needy. My “grandma” called another six times this weekend, mostly during the Seahawks game. She was surprised to learn that I’m still not her grandson.