i heart new york

my friend carey ann and i went out for coffee just now and were talking about how much we missed our serene lives on the west coast. within 2 minutes of getting our very delicious coffee, she had almost been mowed down by a bike courier dressed like lee 'scratch' perry, i tripped (by accident) a very fancy lady in very fancy shoes coming out of the prada store, we saw the sunset reflected in the spire of the chrysler building, we saw three helicopters hovering in formation somewhere over wall street , and someone tried to sell us a chicken made out of recycled garbage bags from africa.

we were glad we didn't live on the west coast of canada.