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August 17, 2005
Post training
I'm in the middle of training at a high school downtown. Every day I get out around 4. Today I got some sun in a park on Chambers Street, then walked up the west side of Manhattan, also known as cute shirtless men highway.
I met with my friend Bill for drinks at a spectacularly cool casual bar, then Charles joined us. Great conversation, tasty cider, and comfy seating.
Shannon and I are heading home, as we get on the same subway. Our friends Karla and Helen call us, so we decide to have one more drink.
We get on the subway, and we're maintaining a steady conversation. However, a man seated opposite us has magnetically pulled my focus towards him. He has long, stringy hair, stringy muscles, and a face that is strangely leathery.
Using modern technology, I use my Treo 600 PDA/cellphone to quickly type a comment to Charles. I show him the text, impressed with my own subtlety.
Charles yells to the entire subway car, "IGGY POP IS OPPOSITE US!?!?" Apparently he is one of those talented children who reads best aloud.
The man who is NOT Iggy merely looks up then looks down. I want to melt into the plastic seat, but remain solid.
I love living in NYC.
Posted by G at August 17, 2005 10:55 PM
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does that count as a brush with fame or a brush with shame?
Posted by: brian at August 18, 2005 03:07 AM
D'oh!
Posted by: Greg at August 18, 2005 01:37 PM
brian - what are you talking about? G doesn't use a brush...
Posted by: charles at August 18, 2005 04:59 PM
And I love you and Chucky Poguego. Immeasurably.
Just be glad Carla and I weren't there. See, it could always be worse...
Posted by: Helen at August 18, 2005 05:01 PM
I can relate. The one and only time I've been to NYC about 9 yrs. ago I was staying with a friend and he took me to some museum to see the Edward Hopper exibit. I was standing there admiring one of his paintings when the guy I'm with shouts, "Look, there's Meg Ryan!" I turn around and the woman right next to me is indeed Meg Ryan and she gets this deer caught in headlights look and slips away into the crowd.
It kinda made me sad that she can't go out in public without people yelling and pointing at her.
Posted by: Mike at August 18, 2005 11:10 PM
G is kind of like that too. he has trouble walking down the street without people pointing and yelling. different reasons though. :)
Posted by: brian at August 19, 2005 10:59 AM
Just think how badly that could have turned out if the gentleman in question had ever heard of Iggy Pop!
Posted by: Thom at August 19, 2005 11:28 AM
Posted by: Mr H.K. at August 19, 2005 12:35 PM