weird, weird weekend

No energy for sentences.

The Really Ridiculously Good
*Rowing in the rain at Crew Alumni Day and being reminded not only of how out of shape I am now in comparison to college, but how important those four years were for me and why.
*The assortment of fried appetizers at Cafecito.
*The bloody mary at Balthazar.
*The polenta with gorgonzola cheese sauce at Piadina.
*Seeing the Canadian for the first time--outside my door at 4:30 a.m. on Friday night/Saturday morning.

The Really Ridiculously Bad
*Pretty much everything involving interaction between me and the Canadian thereafter.
*Watching a chocolate labrador get run over by a taxi cab on 75th and Broadway because its owners were walking it OFF THE LEASH, DOWN THE MEDIAN, ON ONE OF THE BIGGEST STREETS IN THE CITY. Wanted to punch their yuppie faces in.

The Just Plain Ugly
*The meatheads, fat-free go go dancers, hordes of JAP's, the one-armed guido, the 400-pound black man who tried to hit on me, and the cheeseball music at a crowded club somewhere in the wasteland that is the area north of Madison Square Park.
*Being lectured about Frank Sinatra, that horrible punk rock and heavy metal music, and the compatibility of certain zodiac signs by a drunk elderly man who had just peed his pants. Guess where?