28th
Oh nooo, it’s CrazyPeopleTimeCrazyTimeTown
My friends, CrazyTimePeopleTimeTown has arrived, and by “my friends,” I mean “fuckin assholes,” cause it is that time of year.
The time was heralded today in the usual place, Greenwich Village, by this humongous woman riding her bike the wrong way down 13th St. Seriously, she was a hippo on a tiny bike, and she bellowed “Get out of the street!” There was a big group of summer camp kids and their counselors crowding the street corner, and she rode straight toward them, yelling “Get out of the street! FUCK YOU!!!”
Maybe she was hightailin it on her way to some air conditioning.
Also, I don’t know if anyone cares, but the Sweetheart Bakery was shut down temporarily by the DOH because of “refrigeration.” I like them, even though I’m pretty sure their empanada gave me food poisoning…
