- give
- I’m a tourist
- August 18, 1934 – December 31, 1972
- can’t even see it.
- pier living
- tram jam
- Rodney took this
- aisle four
- party







We used to get our TV directly from the Empire State Building, then the WTC now? There ain’t no free TV for you, sir! Occupy Time Warner Cable. Think about it.
Looks dangerous.
Now I know you are not calling a sheet pf plastic. Don’t you watch This Old House? That’s now known as a “water vapor barrier.” Learn it and try to keep up.
The new Whitney. (pause) Ladies and Gentlemen, THE NEW WHITNEY MUSEUM! (golf clap.) What’s wrong with a little style? Why can’t we have some glamour? It’s in my neighborhood, not the Whitney’s. I gotta look at it. Gimme a little somethin here.
I mean – everybody.



Did you see it? Did you miss it? Did you forget? Did you see the Venus transit? No? How about the partial eclipse? No? ohhh… too bad. You should try and get out more often.

Our neighbors thought we were crazy, but we researched this color for six months!
Speaking of yellow, I saw Bunny in a cab on Houston street.
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