Joe's Day Out
Every now then, I get out of my damn house and live a little. Today was one such day. I met up with B-Rod after he got out of work early (5:30PM) as opposed to normal time (never) and we went on a little city adventure.
I know the Flatiron/Financial district of Manhattan like the back of my hand, but I'm a little sketchy on some of the SoHo areas. Astor Place and the village I'm fine with, but the other streets throw me off now and then. Either way, we explored some of Bryan's favorite clothing stops, leaving each one under the pretense that we'd return to buy clothes later. We never did.
Afterwards, we hit up a sweet little bookstore, where Bryan bought some crazy children's death tome and I almost bought Barack Obama's book, The Audacity of Hope. I decided to just get it later.
When we hit Saint Marks place, we found two hat shops situated right next to each other. I assumed that these stores were one and the same, just split into two sides, but it turns out they were, in fact, warring factions. I don't understand the difference ; both were run by a (presumably) father-son indian tag-team, and both were selling the same exact stock of hats for the same exact prices. I bought a black pinstripe fedora from one only to go to the other side and get yelled at in arabic or whatever-the-hell for not buying the hat from them. We appeased them when Bryan bought a green hat to go with a new hoodie he bought, and then we got the hell out of there.
Bryan also introduced me to the wonders of Toy Tokyo and their mystery boxes. I bought a Nintendo-series Figure and Sound collectable box and got an amazing Legend of Zelda standee depicting a scene from the game, complete with removable 3D sprite figures and a button that, when pressed, makes the mystery sound that is so prevalent in the series' dungeons.
I can see why he worries about going there. It is easily the easiest place in New York City to spend every single dime you have, ever. I was very conservative, only spending a meager eleven dollars on everything, but I'm sure that will all change once I start working at Arkadium two weeks from tomorrow.
After meeting one of the most interesting people I've ever seen, we stopped for Lemonade slushies and vanilla Black and Milds. It was an extremely tasty combination that I will have to remember for days to come. We sat around and talked about all sorts of crazy shit, and afterwards it was time for our adventure to come to a close. With my wallet much lighter and my soul cleansed of the constant barrage of warlocks and hunters and raids and PVP and whatever, we parted ways at the very F train station our journey began in - our bags full of loot, and our hearts full of (gay) smiles.

I definitely enjoyed today, it was really relaxed and much needed. I'm sure we'll do it again soon.
I know the Flatiron/Financial district of Manhattan like the back of my hand, but I'm a little sketchy on some of the SoHo areas. Astor Place and the village I'm fine with, but the other streets throw me off now and then. Either way, we explored some of Bryan's favorite clothing stops, leaving each one under the pretense that we'd return to buy clothes later. We never did.
Afterwards, we hit up a sweet little bookstore, where Bryan bought some crazy children's death tome and I almost bought Barack Obama's book, The Audacity of Hope. I decided to just get it later.
When we hit Saint Marks place, we found two hat shops situated right next to each other. I assumed that these stores were one and the same, just split into two sides, but it turns out they were, in fact, warring factions. I don't understand the difference ; both were run by a (presumably) father-son indian tag-team, and both were selling the same exact stock of hats for the same exact prices. I bought a black pinstripe fedora from one only to go to the other side and get yelled at in arabic or whatever-the-hell for not buying the hat from them. We appeased them when Bryan bought a green hat to go with a new hoodie he bought, and then we got the hell out of there.
Bryan also introduced me to the wonders of Toy Tokyo and their mystery boxes. I bought a Nintendo-series Figure and Sound collectable box and got an amazing Legend of Zelda standee depicting a scene from the game, complete with removable 3D sprite figures and a button that, when pressed, makes the mystery sound that is so prevalent in the series' dungeons.I can see why he worries about going there. It is easily the easiest place in New York City to spend every single dime you have, ever. I was very conservative, only spending a meager eleven dollars on everything, but I'm sure that will all change once I start working at Arkadium two weeks from tomorrow.
After meeting one of the most interesting people I've ever seen, we stopped for Lemonade slushies and vanilla Black and Milds. It was an extremely tasty combination that I will have to remember for days to come. We sat around and talked about all sorts of crazy shit, and afterwards it was time for our adventure to come to a close. With my wallet much lighter and my soul cleansed of the constant barrage of warlocks and hunters and raids and PVP and whatever, we parted ways at the very F train station our journey began in - our bags full of loot, and our hearts full of (gay) smiles.

I definitely enjoyed today, it was really relaxed and much needed. I'm sure we'll do it again soon.



