Our evening was not peacefully "uneventful", unfortunately. I've always said that New York has the best "crazies" anywhere in the world, and I was proven right. As our (my) luck would have it, Mr. Crazy #712 was right in front us sitting on a crate, drunk off of his ass... and the parade was still almost an hour away from even starting. He almost fell back onto us twice, cursed at the couples to each side of him, and then started touching the woman's arm next to him before getting into "discussion" about it with her man. The NYPD finally removed him, but Brighton got shoved in the process, and I got hit the knee by the crate and clocked on the side of the head by either the guy's head or elbow. On the positive side, however, we got his spot and a much better view.
Saturday, November 1, 2014
YouTube Treasures: New York's Village Halloween Parade 2014
Happy Halloween, kittens. I hope everyone had a fabulously spooktastic and safe Halloween. Brighton and I were finally able to make it to the New York's Village Halloween Parade this year after a two year absence (one due to Hurricane Sandy and the other our wedding). We had a nice, small anniversary dinner at a wonderful little dive we discovered "off the beaten path" down by Wall St., and then made our way uptown to around 9th St.
Our evening was not peacefully "uneventful", unfortunately. I've always said that New York has the best "crazies" anywhere in the world, and I was proven right. As our (my) luck would have it, Mr. Crazy #712 was right in front us sitting on a crate, drunk off of his ass... and the parade was still almost an hour away from even starting. He almost fell back onto us twice, cursed at the couples to each side of him, and then started touching the woman's arm next to him before getting into "discussion" about it with her man. The NYPD finally removed him, but Brighton got shoved in the process, and I got hit the knee by the crate and clocked on the side of the head by either the guy's head or elbow. On the positive side, however, we got his spot and a much better view.
Our evening was not peacefully "uneventful", unfortunately. I've always said that New York has the best "crazies" anywhere in the world, and I was proven right. As our (my) luck would have it, Mr. Crazy #712 was right in front us sitting on a crate, drunk off of his ass... and the parade was still almost an hour away from even starting. He almost fell back onto us twice, cursed at the couples to each side of him, and then started touching the woman's arm next to him before getting into "discussion" about it with her man. The NYPD finally removed him, but Brighton got shoved in the process, and I got hit the knee by the crate and clocked on the side of the head by either the guy's head or elbow. On the positive side, however, we got his spot and a much better view.
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