ms. scribe and i took my brother to dinner...and then went out for cigars and drinks...err, more drinks...
hey pal...watch your hands...
amy wanted to go here...but first i took her here...
here...
and here...
and i showed her my secret place...where we found these...
and i thought about the lives of these people...the changes they saw...the stories they could tell...
and how small and unremarkable my life feels like in comparison...
so far...
later, we went to katz's...amy thought she knew what corned beef was...now...she knows...
then i returned to the scene of the crime...
and of course, there was a wedding...
and it was almost better than chocolate...
